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Tower Victim

towers We holds our heads high after disaster [Hook] When the levees broke when the planes hit whats going on ma nigga, the same shit After Katrina, after the towers

dividing our love To be faithful I have sworn Together we can weather the storm Our tomorrows are ticking away Our hands are tied, we're victims of

home of Coca-Cola, I'm not referrin to soda I'ma grind til I shine, or die going for mine Sick Sawyer buy my side, swervin and blowin pine Don't be a victim

the fight But we from New York City, right, Cam? Ya damn right It's the home of 9/11, the place of the lost towers We still bangin', we never lost power

drowning in your fat You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack I ain't afraid of you, I'm just a victim of your fear You cower in your tower

we run to when this world is plundered? Your conscience a whisper drowned out when your avarice cries-- And humanity dies. . . Without hot winds or tower

islands that gather in the bay. These are the first arrivals on this new horizon that will be coveted by strangers who will deposit themselves on these shores to build towers

the politicians Are planning their perfect escape So they build a memorial tower Like the ancient texts said that they would But stories aren't told by the victims

to Adam The grubs are fastened In sackcloth and ashes We are the children Of the amnesia of heaven Fucking shitsucking cowards building towers Of Babel