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And it begins where we leftA brother chased after by death until he catches his breathWe embarked upon a long march, too weary to restNow tell me who would ever have guessedthat at the top of the WestA party rocker and a poet might collectively have written another chapter in this fight against a self-described right But not righteousIt's highly unlikely we'll take it lightlywhen a thousand of my compatriots are evacuating nightly From one ave to anotherUniversity to beaconThe body was never last meant to be beatenBut Buddha's in the streets teaching a lesson to the kids in the coldAnd if I tell all mine there's other stories to be toldHad a lot of good brothers either my age or youngerWho caught the first album when it dropped now gone underAnd they say progressBut the fact is Dr. Martin Luther King's legacy's lookin like the streets we named after him:Permanently under constructionThe people hustlin'Despite the pain and sufferinThe energy we've mustered in.South-Side Seattle is a whole lot happenin'But so-called "Soul Mates" are stabbin' each other's scapula's.Melancholy hopefully might capture the present momentWe consummated the marriage of beats, rhymes, and atonementEach mine, resides a potential so potent they think that we can guide it, if we did then we'd control shit.Letras de cancionesOrganizin' and prioritzin' what's important I'm just trying to raise and see while the homies have a abortionsNo distortions to the staticI hold the mic and pass it to the futureSchool's in session but there won't be any classes.Happy to see a family backFrom 10 months in IraqFor fallen comrades rockin' a black wristbandIt's just a glimpse of what you missed when you're goneWe held you down and kept chantin "Now bring 'em back home"We saidBring 'em back homeFor my brothers and my sisters who been gone too long we say Bring 'em back homeAnd I don't want to have to keep on singing this song, we sayBring 'em back homeFor my brothers and my sisters who been gone too long we say Bring 'em back homeAnd I don't want to have to keep on singing this songAnd somewhere a soldier kissed his family goodbyeAnd he was walkin' like a warrior, the water in his eyesHe left in late-September said he'll be back in JulyNow the child is askin' "Mommy why did Daddy have to die?"She says "He fought for freedom" but she knows it's just a lie'Cause her father was a veteran with benefits deniedNow the fire in her eyes burns brighter with the passing of the minutes into hours and the hours into daysAnd days turn to nightsNights turn to faith the other wayOne sister strong holding down the whole familyIt's just one in over three thousand casualtiesAnd back home we battle with the apathyWe chantinNow bring 'em back homeFor my brothers and my sisters who been gone too long, we say Bring 'em back homeAnd I don't want to have to keep on singing this song, we sayBring 'em back homeFor my brothers and my sisters who been gone too long, we say Bring 'em back homeAnd I don't want to have to keep on singing this songSo next time you see recruiters in your school or your cribTell 'em thank you for the offer but you'd rather you liveWe got more than just our bodies to offer so fuck the coffin wrapped in red, white, & blueWithdraw past dueWe disgusted with the fact we pay taxes to build tanksStill droppin' one-twompin, I have to fill tanksGot a China man's chance to fill banks like Phil BanksFor soldiers in the future, giving thanks in advance we sayBring 'em back homeFor my brothers and my sisters who been gone too long, we say Bring 'em back homeAnd I don't want to have to keep on singing this song, we sayBring 'em back homeFor my brothers and my sisters who been gone too long, we say Bring 'em back homeAnd I don't want to have to keep on singing this song From Letras Mania