Sa-Ra Creative Partners - Agent Orange lyrics

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Sa-Ra Creative Partners - Agent Orange lyrics

[Hook 1] Please lord forgive me for my sins My life is all I have to give Please lord forgive me for my sins My life is all I have to give Damn you that lost the will to live [Verse 1] Pissed on the motherf**ing White House lawn I threw a rock, then I ran Cause I couldn't stand anymore within the grip of the man Y'all wanna ask me who's sane These biological ga**es are eating my brain Its a political grab bag to rape mother earth Thirty seconds after they bagged dad for what he's worth Thousands will die now so millions can smile later This ain't the Rockford Files n***a They stockpile data for satellites Where you discuss who's style is greater In this k**ing pool you playing it cool like Cal Tjader When ya'll ready to rock like Led Zep and Al Qaeda With weapons of ma** destruction an hour later What's your identity today? You on some John F. Kennedy or Timothy McVeigh? This Henessy done left me with a remedy to spray For my identity your life is the penalty to pay Motherf**er [Monch] {Crowd [Y'all ready to rock?] {We ready to rock [Y'all ready to roll?] {We ready to roll [Hook 2] My life is all I have to give Please lord forgive me for my sins My life is all I have to give Damn you that lost the will to live Trapped in the game Just tryin to win (3x) [Verse 2] Its not a Vietnam song I know women from desert storm who came back deformed Missin limbs and disease and they legs is numb Chemicals twice as strong as agent orange Its messages in the ba** drum War goin off in your mind No man is safe from Its not a Game Boy, X-Box or PlayStation Its Resident Evil when every President's a mason Robbin y'all fools like Dick Grayson And y'all inherited roots and don't know how to retrace them Place them back Face them facts Disgraceful, faceless, tasteless acts Pharoahe takes the authorities to court Peep crime before it happens like Minority Report And I will never be mentally defenseless Catch me on the block, in the hood in the trenches sayin