try to make me, turn against my soul Try to burn me, try to turn me, against the things I know I know you, you're alive in the city, never bring me down
me, try to make me, turn against my soul Try to burn me, try to turn me, against the things I know I know you, you're alive in the city, never bring
do not disagree with me it's best you jus concur I'm a legend with a legacy that can't help but survive Even when I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive
inner city burning It's dog eat dog, live high on the hog But the lady's not for turning We've got violence on the picket lines And police in their riot
cooperate, I mean co-operate I dont know how to say, oh but I gotta say I just fo five away till aint no one alive to say that I fo five'd away, then
felt like we were prisoners in our save European home. We had 48 hours at the weekends to have a little riot of our own. The cities of the dead were burning
) Left right... Tell 'em bring their guns out Send my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the valley of the dead But my hope still remains Whether dead or alive
the media and the magazines They have so much credability to elaberate schemes Internet chatrooms with live feeds of a rapper Being eatin alive by La
with me its best you jus concur I?m a legend wit a legacy that can?t help but survive even when I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive.. (Chorus):
Restroom magicians. Mescaline visions. Pink riots and pigmen in city streets. And in the gutter, distorted colours. At the end of the rainbow our copper
to keep you quiet 'Only the idiots know how to riot' Make sure it's not safe to walk the streets You wanna stay alive you'd better join the ploice Dehumanisation
alive I'm alive illegal Let it burn wanna let it burn wanna let it burn Wanna wanna let it burn Don't kill it save it Riots on the streets on Miami Whoa riots
right........ Tell 'em bring their guns out Send my city up in flames And yea though I walk through the valley of the dead But my hope still remains Whether dead or alive
mean co-operate I don't know how to say, oh but I gotta say I just fo five away till ain't no one alive to say That I fo five'd away, then I drive away
felt like we were prisoners in our save European home. We had 48 hours at the weekends to have a little riot of our own. The cities of the dead were
there Gonna die there With all my long hair Detroit City You feel your heart beat You hit the concrete To get to mean street Detroit City There`s a riot
me Canibus hates the media and the magazines They add so much credibility to elaborate schemes Internet chatrooms with live feeds of a rapper Bein eaten alive
