over here Copenhagen 2660 - el moro yeah!!! Chorus: outland-moro don't run or hide renovadores better recognize outland-moro A'till the day that I die cph-moro feeling real high
hip hop over here Copenhagen 2660 - el moro yeah!!! [Chorus:] outland-moro don't run or hide renovadores better recognize outland-moro 'till the day that I die cph-moro feeling real high
inhuman interrogation And its paranormal necromancy feeds upon its nation We will prostitute this offering with discipline and honor We're evolving man to higher
writes lyrics eats grapes and F Fucks at his own leisure. And the Funny Man aint African he's Mexican hard headed like republicans UNDEAD REVOLUTION!!! Undead Revolution
excellerates passion The time has come to get wild Rise up and follow fusion Our youth is just an illusion Let's start a revolution Explore the corridores
John San what you can La la Janette dance in sand What's the mystery my son Gypsy Dan Caravan Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan It's part of history my
Stormy weather Fifteen years of royal pleasure Kids get down, celebrate Now we're going to kick the thing we hate Everybody's talking about high But kids get high
Little girl -- do you know what you are -- do you know This baby's gonna be a STAR -- do you know-wow A Teenangel-Empress form Hollywood highs... with
radiation extermination Using my people for experimentation And if doesn't play hip hop then fuck your radio station [Hook] [Sample of Malcolm X] "Revolutions overturn systems, revolutions
over here Copenhagen 2660 - el moro yeah!!! [Chorus:] outland-moro don't run or hide renovadores better recognize outland-moro 'till the day that I die cph-moro feeling real high
While our pillars and columns be bigger than the colleseum I call em like I see em the Devil does a devil dance Now they wanna murder Mumia, take action
: Chuck D) Revelations 33 1/3 revolutions No solutions, labwars, bulletproofin Revelations 33 1/3 revolutions No solutions, labwars, bulletproofin Revelations 33 1/3 revolutions
(Rabin, Anderson) You can hear the siren screaming, Take me to the promised land; See the intervention Take you higher and higher. See we are the giving
intolerable anointing is inhuman interrogation And its paranormal necromancy fees upon its nation. We will prostitute this offering with discipline and Honor, Evolving man to higher
rams piercing the skin of other men In battle we rattle the shadow of death no win Thin chance if you're trying to survive the grim dance When the
revolution, Here in the hearts of you and I. Yeah we hold the revolution, in our songs. In our songs! Sing, loud!... Dance, hard! Soar, high! And
-Lloyd-Echolette) Little girl, do you know what you are, do you know This baby's gonna be a star, do you know A teenangel empress from hollywood highs