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Cross the roads
And so you think, you think that you’ve got
them all That you’ve underwstood their souls That you’ve already crossed the road But you’re still Once my mother called me Billy Boyo, Since then for her evers day started a steady
show My father wanted me to study the law But for the law it would be a steady show
also When I walk up early this morning, I was as lonely as a king, As lonely as a king has ever been, And I had no one else to blame No one else but my own self oh what a shame! I waisted my life under slavery working hard every day in a factory, And if today i ‘ve no more money, I say
thanks to lords cause I still get music and love. All the girls in my neighbourhood, they look so kind and they look so good, But none of them does mean anything to me when
raggumbia is on the ring, you see! And so you think, you think that you’ve got
them all That you’ve underwstood their souls That you’ve already crossed the road Since the days he thought he was the only one man
began to feel the pain, man
began to feel the pain, but
never dared to face the blame Everybody feel we are all made of a same but man decided to break the rules to pay
the rich and to fuck the poors, he
thinks he plays a brand new game. Since the day he konws the power of his brain, man
thought that he could break his chains, but from slavery to the world companies he makes the same mistake again. Allways looking for the meaning of his life, man knows that love is what makes us strong, But good intentions, without actions is like
making peace with a knife. Don’t move you can still find flow Against the rythm of the law Don’t move you can still find the love Higher is better than the low Action, manifest meditation, and in the heart of revolution, play
your part, be the last snow flake that makes the branch finally break Action oh manifest meditation, take a breath die a while, let your belly
loudly just love’s worth being a human. But the mind say, each of us can be gone in no
time But the mind say, they water fear on our ass
and me think its a crime. And so you think, you think that you’ve got
them all That you’ve underwstood their souls That you’ve already crossed the road But you’re still |
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