s where my heart is truly free The creeks and the rivers The dust and the mud All of us understand This land gets in your blood The sight of the blue gums And
drive last spring I was just another hand Ridin' through the old bad lands There was dust and there was mud There was sweat and there was blood But
? Nobody can help him, so welcome to the land of ski maskes We blastes, to bust a couple of caps up in they weak asses The dust that?s bein' kicked up, and
they're so scared of us We've concerns other than fear and hunger pangs Queers, transgends, and lesbians, vegans and vegetarians All you brownish red and yellow ones come and
KATY B - Witches Brew (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh) I'll open this book and blow the dust From these pages of desire and lust I'll search for a spell perfect for
all over the cash now that you're actually grass High kids taking and slipping away look at you tricking And sipping its clicking the trigger and so is
life of a rocker gave ya minds a (???) hoppin' off of the club's balcony into the crowd, surfin' and when they drop me, i'm randomly sockin' fans and
in Mariah's wine cellar, all I had for lunch Was bread, wine, more bread, wine and Cap'n Crunch Red wine for breakfast and for brunch And to soak it up and
bottle of pain pills and a minithin Is fuckin' crazy, you hear me? Is fuckin' crazy Last night I O.D.'d on rush, mushrooms and dust And got rushed to
cut from the same cloth Cause ive always came off Like ja's chain When they try to rush him and lost And came back and gave him a watch in exchange
? You can be Eminem, and I got proof Or you could be Obama, and bring back troops Or you could be Osama, and tear off roofs Or be Corporate America, and
his right to be free? You can keep your toy soldiers To segregate the black and white But when the dust settles And the blood stops running How do you
and rust And the love you've given's turned ashes and dust When the hope you've gathered's drifted to the wind It's you and I now, friend (you and I
the blood, it hits the floor Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more? Tell me can you ask for anything more? Have you ever seen a scarecrow filled with nothing but dust and
was among Haven's streets Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths Names and photos of the young black faces Whose death and blood consecrated
ll work for your love What others may want for free I'll work for your love The dust of civilizations and love's sweet remains Slip off of your fingers and
heart black you can trust It'll take your God filled soul And fill it with devils and dust Well I dreamed of you last night In a field of blood and stone The blood
Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold I'll meet