3 years ago
Six Mile
Lyrics
70 percent prairie, I care no more for laws.
Crushed under tongues.
Can I be a potter? One that can build subterranean tombs,
Just like the cops?
Ornamentals of truth, Out of reach of our children.
Gagged and molested.
Don't trust the bonds. Flat-faced replaceable.
Nations pass. Half day, half night.
Writer(s): Rorik Abram Brooks
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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