Black President Lyrics & Chords By Uncle Murda

The year 1963 The people's president Was taken away by security men All dressed in a uniform The brutality, brutality Oh no, my, my black president Him and his comrades ...read more

Peanut farmer, b-movie actor Awakening coughs Desires for powers Prime the ministers Watch them go off You have to be hardy to rest on your laurels You have to be...read more