TheSeedSowerz
Viva la Rebellion
No risers up at sunrise No riders on horizon No lighters littin the city No prayer for hopeless
Fly Like I’m running out of time Like a lamb on the low Like a thought on the way
I’m coming from the gutter The land that makes you wonder The home of the greed The land of the slave The hand that takes you under
I never really Say what I really want to say But I really want to turn you on If I said I want your home phone Put you on my ring tone Would you put me in your zone?