Closer - Deep Rooted

All the hard pains… all the rainy days… it's almost over yeah… it's almost

over yeah…

All the bad things… all the batteries… we're getting closer yeah… we're getting

closer yeah…

Yeah the rhyme got us speaking in tongues

Feel the soul of a martyr but we speak to the young

Descendents of the motherland, freein' the drums

Not a Babylon express band beating its guns

Imagine if it was your son, Mr. President Bush

Would you still really care how my Melanie looked?

Sell propaganda, lies and then spread it in books

Now the White House of Christians are «» works

Remember Operation Push and the War on Drugs?

Now let’s whip that triggers.

It’s a war on love

It’s like a broken… how I look it… it's like a broken… how I look it…

Everybody want blood wanna holler out their crip

When they couldn’t «» through this place don’t they look

Yeah «» we’ve been (fuckin) hand steady

I pay respect to «»

Everything over the rainbow must go over and over again…

All the hard pains… all the rainy days… it's almost over yeah… it's almost

over yeah…

All the bad things… all the batteries… we're getting closer yeah… we're getting

closer yeah…