bluffin', it's nothin'. That we ain't did before. We played you stayed. The points made. You consider it done. By theprophets of rage. (Power of the people say) I roll with the punches so I survive
pour in on in metaphors. Not bluffin', it's nothin'. That we ain't did before. We played you stayed. The points made. You consider it done. By theprophets of rage. (Power of the people say
CHALI. Yo, this is a lesson in friendship. The depths of a kinship. Where women and men begin with, and then slip. My pen drips as I scribble my thoughts. On thin strips of emotion. A fraction
its warning,. In the words that it was forming. And the signs said, the words of theprophets. Are written on the subway walls. And tenement halls. And whisperd in the sounds of silence.
captain's pay, obey. The general order of battle play. The generals bow to the government, obey the charge. You must not relent What of the neighbours and theprophets in bars?. What are they saying in
, yeah, your honesty. . One likes to believe in the freedom of music,. But glittering prizes and endless compromises. Shatter the illusion of integrity. . For the words of theprophets were written
From theprophets Ive been hearin. I would say the end is nearin. For I see familiar landmarks all along By the dreams that Ive been dreamin. There will come a great redeemin. And over the next hill
Billy Dalton staggered on the sidewalk. Someone said, he stumbled and he fell. Six squad cars came screamin' to the rescue. Hauled old Billy Dalton off to jail 'Cause the law is for protection of
with the energy. Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength. Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free For the words of theprophets were written on the studio wall. Concert hall. And echoes with the
