i was born in 1968 i was born in '68 and im born again! fresh face for the stenciled walls. debord is always right here and get scared again-'cause i'
reach and calm Our heart is open, our reason to be here Long ago, set into rhyme Soon oh soon the light Ours to shape for all time, ours the right The
say he was about it you n-ggas is ducks howards, cowards kill the competition and hsower n-ggas with flowers this rap sh-t is ours pop b-tch Uh, uptown
judge the weave, my lady had one I'm more like a fool for soul and passion The price of gas rises, street life is pumpin' fast Lives is I'm watch crashes
reckless when Pete say he was about it You niggas is Ducks, Howards, Cowards Kill the competition and shower niggas with flowers This rap shit is ours
Looks like he's sleeping, the children say They say he was ready "I hope he was ready" is the prayer I'm praying When Gabriel begins to blow Victory
In your name victory is ours Gather us to your heart Wash the vengeance from my sword For I am home, for I am home Glory, fly the banners high Glory,
i am not the only young explorer however i am in no race the journey is all of ours, but i can not lie i desire the victory of achievement to be mine,
Crimson The red in the sky is ours...Twilight is ours Revoulution, the red in the sky is ours The red in hte sky is ours 'till the end of time Red
Crimson The red in the sky is ours...Twilight is ours Revolution, the red in the sky is ours The red in the sky is ours 'til the end of time RED
all for one we cry Break the spell, dethrone the tyrant Now is time to scream it loud And the day will come when victory is ours The Rebellion will
run Well we ain't done 'Til this battle has been fought and won This victory, how sweet it be, is already ours Holding the stars, is the man that carries
warp to Automator's crib and light the torch They can't fight the force Victory is ours once we strike the source Enterprising wise men look to the horizon Thinking more capitalism is
his men with pride, I see his weakness and I smile Caught up in his stupor of greed, I slice his head from his neck His cowardly men run away, victory is ours
who stand against us Are standing against you Escort us on our way To win this battle Guide our swords and shields We wade through till the victory is ours
with flesh and blood But with the principalities of darkness So put on your armor of God For the day of battle will come But the victory is already ours
and feel what my action is like Right, the man of your dreams, I'm handlin' fiends Fabulous things, more than mansions and rings A palace built for a king, is
