people Power to the people Power to the people, right on A million workers working for nothing You better give em what they really own We got to put you
other side I've shown you everything, I got nothing to hide And still you ask me, do I love you, what it is, what it is? All I can tell you is, it's
John Sinclair In the stir for breathing air Won't you care for John Sinclair In the stir for breathing air Let him be, set him free Let him be like you
day You Anglo pigs and Scotties Sent to colonize the north You wave your bloody Union jack And you know what it's worth How dare you hold to ransom
the window. Next thing you know, you got a policeman on your head. You want tea? Yoko: you know what i want, John? John: what; what, what, what. Oh
burning shut. work. shut. it's serenity for worms and you'll bow to the son you know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
Goyard trunk Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk in my John Lennon chucks That's when I heard Murder, you're killin' me, you're fillin' me With sorrow, sunrise, goodbyes and missin' you
dales Masqevendo, John Lennon tenor break, mad descendo Fuck y'all niggaz carve my ice through your Benz window It ain't nuttin' like hip-hop music You
the time Paul McCartney's microphone had failed yeah, we are all well into the Live Aid groove Paul McCartney, he sang... Which must have been a bit of an irony Cos if you
hustlers telling lies to the youth, you never robbed deminicans, and you couldn't sling rocks if you was palestinian, you broke mutherfuker, you cats don't burn rubber, you
no shoeshine He got toejam football He got monkey finger He shoot coca cola He say I know you You know me One thing I can say is you got to be free
I got a liquid face lift from a fig with big tits And my wrist got twisted by a Brit with fake spit And you don't understand it 'cuz you're not supposed
got heads to the front an' the back of you I got the world in my hands, you can have it too I got two middle fingers an' they're pointin' at you Yo, what
you know, you got a policeman on your head. you want tea? Yoko: you know what I want, john? John: what; what, what, what. oh, give us a chance! you
closed and his mouth shut and his ears cut off" -Equipto ya man i see you laughin and everything you better catch your breath or something you know what
, I thought you knew it Your main man's settin you up nigga you blew it Told him what you doin, nigga, you're ruined You ain't knowin? [Proof] (
fool And get you tickets to what you need I'm turning the lights down low I'm ready to make my move I'll get you tickets to what you need