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Cross Movement The Other

[Chorus] We all wanna rise We surely wanna fly Y'all know we wanna try to live it up until we die You know we gon' expire But before it is ya time You

Ahh Other Other, 'ther A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace Achieve

since You on the streets with a tendency to preach to the choir, wired for sound and down with whatever I heard Gideon did you in Denver She's got a cross

myself going out, without a battle Put the bomb on the stadium, aviod the hassle Flip the tassle, I`m a skull cap, I graduated From the school of hard knocks, nigga, others

It didn't take long to see who would stay strong High school upon Some B-Boys put their gang bangs on But some kept on doing Step on to ruin Others that

the maze through purple haze And while you're lost you're desensitized with force Through violence that's televised in spite of the cross Through news and other

gotta be Never BOTTLE ME UP IN A probably, I wanna see a "Yes sir, sir" YES SIR! Armed with a tone, cross, sword to the bone Warn the other brothers that

others have to leave to survive. Corporations cross international borders all the time in search of people to exploit for profit and no one stops them. They call it globalization. On the other

blurb advertising disillusionment Your family will love my low-rent, low-life No-brain, reality-dagger, movement Hop over the border for amusement; try to test the waters That the other