Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home of the Brave, artist - Gravediggaz. Album song 6 Feet Under, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.04.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: X-Ray
Song language: English
Home of the Brave |
America, home of the brave, land of the free |
I know they ain’t talkin' 'bout me |
The B-L-A-C-K's, we done forgotten the ways |
Yo, check it out, yo |
I crawled through the mud, young black blood teachin' his peeps |
It really don’t matter how many I reach |
As long as I drop, science and bombs, tricks of the trade |
Obedient slave, look and beyond the page |
Being born dark shaded, marked and hated |
Caught on drugs, that’s what America loves |
Never forget, time and travel, 9 thousand mile swim |
I’m addicted to Bacardi and gin |
Playin' the games, stuck with a devilish name |
Does it seem, to me, I gotta act the same |
Who am I? |
My jet black, covers the sky |
Seen brothers that’s slayed for revealin' the lies |
Speakin' the truth, my back ways invadin' my roots |
Now it’s time for brothers to tighten they boots |
Sit back, look just for a minute and cry |
Now I know what Biggie meant by being Born to Die |
Feelin' the whips, locked in abandon ships |
Strip children from they moms, and beat them to death |
Yo, give me a second to catch my breath |
All of this, yo, yo… I must be blessed |
Yo, check it. |
Time travels, studyin' the wars of my rival |
European life, wanna strip me for my title |
Day one, I earned my wage, stole my age |
Go far as back, have us livin' in caves |
Savage life, we was wearin' diamond and ice |
Get it right, 2 G. B.C., teach me what? |
How to hate my own, help the plan |
Forget the memories of the original man |
Shapes, children build Sphinx, pyramids and saint |
And according with the stars, can’t deny me God |
Let the Romans come stone it, like the snakes in yard |
Signs so deep, they created false God |
Bearin' violence, higher learning brain wash |
So we countered with a million man march |
Dark matter, crossbreedin' the race |
Relocate, to a state, and they was lost in space |
Studyin' mankind, I got nothing to hide |
Probe my mind, seek and you’re bound to find |
Yo… yo |
Rise and influence, scientific |
My wisdom sparks like the length hieroglyphics |
Manifest to the extremes of a main supreme |
Circulated homicidal and predictive schemes |
Actual fact, wrapped in an aerial attack |
Choose my path, intensify my heat to blast |
Rise above all laws and flaws |
Universal savior, in a rendictive, cost ya’ll |
You walked thorugh Hell’s Belly? |
Yup, to save the young |
From the guns and the one that speak with folk tongue s |
Studied the less', linguistic, materialistic |
False belief, conceit, the mark of the beast |
Only time we come together is when rest in peace |
Stay blind, we break bread, book of the dead |
Fill jails, we gang bang, we gang bang |
It’s up to us to break the chain |