Песня: Cry for Indians Divin in hell — o'shit! I see so many faces, introduse ma meat Suicide? Right, I neva do what I mean Fight — against who wins Black — sickness attacks ma eyes Sickness attacks ma ears — spies Everywhere — bust their asses But we're not aggresive White — sickness attacks ma mind Run to tha hills , feel tha speedy wheels Ruin tha ancient civilisations No mercy for oua patience Tommy — he's so poor boy,has no toy Fatha gone west, motha is under arrest Home sweet home it's reservation — They not survive like a nation Fuck! 'N u teel me 'bout tha progress No choice for human knowin less Than beasts except to kill This manwho runs to tha hill Discrimination means this kind of organisation Destitute of their history, have no destiny Prime guilty has no time To think about — that's crime Manitu, great Manitu Cry for indians Radio stations pervert tha situation TV sets lie — hearless cry Police advise u rest all in peace now attention! Movements, demonstrations, all this bullshit fiction This just kind of fuckin addictions To keep tha soul quite and feel right They think it's better than fight, but … Yon know man, that yo stupid mentality Kills in u human, u have no personality U're impotent puppet in a skillfull hand And this games will neva end Manitu, great Manitu Cry for indians
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