Gotta Go
From the east coast to the west coast gotta gotta gotta go
Two sounds of a revolution gotta gotta gotta go
In our hearts in our souls gotta gotta gotta go
United we stand, divided we fall gotta gotta go
Can’t keep touch with you or me gotta gotta go
Need sense of security gotta gotta go
Want to live my life for me gotta gotta go
Why can’t they just let me be gotta gotta go
Say I’m crazy just brain dead
Planting thoughts within my head
Can’t believe what I’ve said
What has become of me
What has become of me
Don’t believe what you’ve been told gotta gotta go
Never seen no streets paved in gold gotta gotta go
Mindless violence ruined me gotta gotta go
No such thing as something free gotta gotta go
Crucified
They ask why do we dress this way
Live for now don't understand today
See the kids but don't hear what they say
Close your eyes and look the other way
Say the end justifies the means gonna lock us up and throw away the keys
Crucified Crucified for your sins
Crucified Crucified for your sins
They don't know our feelings only desperate cries
They see reflections through distorted eyes
We don't care because it breaks their views
Got to learn to fight to live before they grind us under heel
We're the targets so easy to find and we're the ones that won't stay in line
I find myself nailed to a cross for something that I didn't do
It's your fault you've ruined our lives and we're the ones you crucify
You're the ones who commit the crimes but it's always us who do the time
So Pure To Me
The life we lead, so pure to me the strength we built, true honesty
Our loyalty we won't betray our roots so strong, they'll never fade
We'll never betray this start from within, a search for an identity
Live for now, for yourself and not society
A promise to oneself to fight for something more
It's so pure! It's so pure!
They'll never fade live this, moving on past yesterday
The future's ours, it's our time to find another way
Here right now, my mind, my life, myself to show!
It's so pure! It's so pure so pure to me, true honesty!
For My Family
For my family for my friends for those that we've lost I sing
This is a message, this is for you never forget the Lower East Side Crew!
I remember all times we spent and all that we went through
Down on avenue A the year was 1982!
HARDCORE! New York City!
NEW YORK! that's how we live it!
We always stuck together we always had something to prove
We gave birth to a movement this is for the old school and the new!
HARDCORE! New York City!
NEW YORK that's how we live it!
Old New York
New York City the money sucked it dry
Pull the culture from out the streets it's all so gentrified
Alphabet City or down on Forty Second Street
Or the Lower East Side there was violence in the streets
The greatest city of them all but it just don't feel the same
I miss the old New York the tallest buildings in the world
But it just don't look the same I miss the old New York
The Bowery slums turned into fashion boutiques
Where's all the gangs drug dealers and the freaks
The Big Apple has lost its taste
Ten million people trying just to survive this fucking urban waste
The old graffiti trains can't see out the window
Gotta watch your back or you might get jacked
Social Justice
How could you live and know what you've done to an innocent child?
Scum of the earth, you'll die for your crime, it's you I despise
Your actions are vile, you're sick in the mind a creep in disguise
I'll never relate or forgive what you took it's you who I hate
You got what you deserved justice has been served
Revenge is sweet, daggers in deep, from your head to your feet
Can't sympathize, what you did it disgusts you destroyed others lives
Your time has come to face what you've done mercy has begun
You got what you deserved justice has been served
You got what you deserved justice has been served
Social justice justice has been served
Social justice you got what you deserved
Pauly The Dog
Well, he's not very handsome to look at
And he eats just like a hog
And he's always drinking my beer up
Pauly, the beer drinking dog
Pauly, the beer drinking dog
Well, he's not very pretty to look at
And he smells just like a hog
And he's always drinking and fighting
Pauly, the beer drinking dog
Pauly, the beer drinking dog
Well, he's not very handsome to look at
And he eats just like a hog
And he's always drinking my beer up
Pauly, the beer drinking dog
Pauly, the beer drinking dog
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