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I know its hard to tell
How mixed up you feel
Hoping what you need
Is behind every door
Each time you get hurt
I don't want you to change
Cuz everyone has hopes
You're human after all

The feeling sometimes
Wishing you were someone else
Feeling as though
You never belong
This feeling is not sadness
This feeling is not joy
I truly understand
Please don't cry now

Please don't go
I want you to stay
I'm begging you please
Please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate
For all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion
Trying to change you

Being like you are
Well this is something else
Who would comprehend
That some bad do lay claim
Divine purpose blesses them
Thats not what I believe
And it doesn't matter anyway

A part of your soul
Ties you to the next world
Or maybe to the last
But I'm still not sure
But what I do know
Is to us the world is different
As we are to the world
I guess you would know that

Please don't go
I want you to stay
I'm begging you please
Please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate
For all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion
Trying to change you

Please don't go }(2x)
I want you to stay /
I'm begging you please
Oh please don't leave here
I don't want you to change
For all the hurt that you feel
This world is just illusion
Always trying to change you

Vuosii sit jengi Maltsussa, ei pennii taskussa
Juostiin haneen, ku isot tytöt koitti pussaa
Yli siltaa, kehiin posse Kantsu akselilta
Räkikset waildaa, samaa settii joka ilta

Seis! Pysähdyn muisteleen, must meille
back in the days oli just eilen
Kesät fudist plus skedee, talvet oltiin luisteleen
Olin sporttinen räkis, länsi-Stadin hustlereit

Kaivari 95 meno aina iisii
Kesäiltan lämmitti pari bissee ja fleece
Freezee, veikol bboy shaittii
All nightii, grogis eka openmaikkii

Bommattiin sporii aiheutettiin pahennusta "tsori"
Testattiin oman käden alennusta "noniin"
Bostattiin kellon-alla, sittarissa
+3589 ei pyygee dissaa

KERTO
Tää on mun Stadi: snadi metropoli -
kolinaa sporien yössä kuuntelen...
Tää on mun Stadi; vanha hippi rotsin alla
dallailen halki torien...

Stadis aamut saa mut snadist fiilisteleen
Hyppään jossain viimest ennen stogest
Hoppii skobest, oon ku himas
Huikkaa stobest, olo ku kuningas
Tunnin taas hengaan, en venaa mitään
Kelaan länteen, itään, takas. Koko Stadi on rakas!
Niin monii muistoi, niin monii mestoi
Tääl on pyöritty siit ku oltiin penskoi

Mä lähden himast hakeen kiesii Kisiksen parkkikselt
Nään ekan biksin Runskil, sillon kelasin tarttiks` sen
jäädä vaan taa, mut matka jatkuu
Käyn tsekkaan mummuu, tääl tuli mont` yöt` ain bunkattuu
kun vaihdoin maisemii, mut niin tuttu stoori
Eteenpäin motarille, mis ..... autooni
Mut en jaksa Volvoo pohtii. Jatkan Porvoot` kohti
Ja noniin, niin monille tuttuu siltaa kotiin

KERTO
Tää on mun stadi; snadin kundin lailla
skönee diggailen... stebui stikkailen !
Tää on mun stadi; spugejengistäkin
tsennaan jokaisen samanikäisen...

Porvoos` taas, taas kotost. Tää kaupunki toimii..
Poimin broidit heittään perus munkkii
Gabikseen, sumppii. Kuluu oleskelus tunnit
Sit taas munkkii... Kerkkoon rundi...
Sit kotiin isku... Siit ote lipsuu? "Noou!"
Puistoon istuun. Mont` muistoo muistuu
Hyviä? "a-ha" Sit taas sillan yli mä kaahaan
Himaan taas Marjiksest, Töölön syliin mä palaan

Unohtumattomii muistoi itä-Stadis hengaa
Leissi brennaa, ei hajuu mitä huomenna
Parhait kesii Vuokis ensirakkauden kaa
Ei jengaa, kuosis levareit svengaa
Hertsikas, Roihikassa "Wassaaph aza!"
Mis tahansa mestassa ain ku himassa
Digaan Stadii, kantsii rileittaa sunki
Ei mikä tahansa spotti, vaan mun kotikaupunki

KERTO
Tää on mun Stadi; radikaalin täällä
elin nuoruuden - täällä vanhenen.
Tää on mun Stadi; Tavastian stagellakin
bongaan sen: Stadi-fiiliksen !
Tää on mun Stadi: snadi metropoli -
kolinaa sporien yössä kuuntelen...
Tää on mun Stadi; vanha hippi rotsin alla
dallailen halki torien...

pitkäst aikaa pääsin treenaamaan breikkausta ja hitto ku tuntu hyvältä...=)

Yeah Man...
Jah will be waiting there, We a shout!
Jah will be waiting there

[Verse 1]
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Boom!

The youngest veteran a go murder dem slow
Ragga muffin sent to call me from the bush bungalow
Unnu watch mek I clear out my voice now Figaro!
Emerge from the darkness with mi big blunt a glow
Mi hammer dem a slam and spectator get low
Some bwoy coulda big like Bam Bam Biggalow
Bust of trigger finger, trigger hand and trigger toe
A two gun mi have mi bust dem inna stereo
Cause

[Hook]
I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man

[Chorus 1]
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there we a shout
Jah will be waiting there!
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy

[Hook]
Say!
We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
(Nas: I've been waiting to do this track with you man! Yeah...ha ha)
(Yeah, yeah)
You know (They know)
We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
(Yeah you gotta keep walking y'all,
You gotta keep...)

[Nas]
Sometimes I can't help but feel helpless
I'm havin daymares in daytime
Wide awake try to relate
This can't be happenin like I'm in a dream while I'm walkin
Cause what I'm seein is haunting
Human beings like ghost and zombies
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies
In Zimbabwe
They make John Pope seem Godly
Sacrilegious and blasphemous

In my lifetime I look back at paths i've walked
Where savages fought and pastors taught
Prostitutes stomp in high heel boots
And badges screaming,"Young black children stop or I will shoot!"
I look back at cooked crack
Plus cars that pass by
Jaguars mad fly
And I'm guilty for materialism
Blacks is still up in the prison Trust that
So save me your sorries, I'm raising an army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin' the ions, marching to Zion
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in

[Verse 1 Repeats]

[Hook]
I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man

Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there we a shout
Jah will be waiting there!

[Chorus 2]
Clean and pure meditation without a doubt
Don't mek dem take you like who dem took out
Jah will be waiting there we a shout
Jah will be waiting there!
In this world of calamity
Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know bout variety
Single parents weh need some charity
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and any strategy
Ay! say,

[Hook]
I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man
You know...
We got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man

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