Joss Stone - Governmentalist (feat. Nas) lyrics

Don't you dare Interupt the White House ball, Were living scared It's in foreign fields the soldiers fall Ooh la la la Snatch them in the prime, Go ahead, that's fine, that's fine Just go drill for grease Like a diamond thief Their mama's will be alright Just give them time, Go get your money right You wont loose no sleep tonight Nominate your kids I think they'd prove your theory right Would you watch them die Like tryna get a hold of smoke and water, Coming up with nothing everytime How come we ain't getting any closer Tryna find the truth behind the lies Look up, look up, See a dead man walking, See his baby face Hey, lets duplicate a few, Ooh la la la la That don't mean much to you If you need some help, Send some hippies in to help You think more than you do How's about another line or two, To pick you up, pick you up While your people drown I hope you're happy and you sleep so great at night While the lovers cry Like tryna get a hold of smoke and water, Coming up with nothing everytime How come we ain't getting any closer Tryna find the truth behind the lies Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm How many lives will you sacrifice, Will you ever be satisfied If in God you trust, Can't you hear him still I ain't no preacher but: Thou shalt not k** I'm praising where I stayed in The streets I'm raised in Pain is the perfume scent I'm sprayed in It clash with the federal agents fragrance I smell a pig, thats a cop on racist I'm an ordinary project dude I'm a subject too, genetically modified fool Thats FDA approved, ma** produced If you can tell a lie from the truth Even though I'm fly in my tie and force suit Le jet like a concorde, swoop through the air Then I land in my van of cool And I still stand with the Uganda youths All the poor kids out in Moscow That live hostile I ride for you when I ride with the top down Listening to Joss' sounds You see how' that feel I see these come with government seals Open it, peek Nas getting at his enemies And the paragraphs full of similies Governmentalists k**ed the Kennedy's I heard that Joss Stone got the remedies Governmental, confusion Governmentalist, delusion Governmental, confusion A bunch of governmentalist, it's delusion Like tryna get a hold of smoke and water, Coming up with nothing everytime How come we ain't getting any closer Tryna find the truth behind the lies And all that were left with is a hand full of nothing, Hand full of nothing That's all that I got Hand full of nothing Governmental, confusion Governmentalist, delusion Governmental, confusion A bunch of governmentalist, it's delusion