Album Name

Colour Me Free

Artist

Joss Stone

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2009.10.20

Release Agency

Universal Music

Governmentalist (Feat. Nas) - Joss Stone
Don't you dare
Interrupt the White House ball
We're living scared
It's in foreign fields
the soldiers fall
Ooh ooh ooh la la la
Snatch 'em in their prime
Go ahead that's fine
That's fine
Just go drill for grease yeah
Like a diamond thief yeah yeah
Their mamas will be alright
Just give 'em time
Go get your money right
You won't lose 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 every time
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 let's duplicate a few
Ooh ooh ooh 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
Hows about another line or two
To pick you up pick you up
While your people drown drown
I hope your 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 every time
How come we ain't getting any closer
Tryna find the truth behind the lies
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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 kill
Yo check it
I'm praisin' the states
and 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 that's
a cop who's racist
I'm an ordinary project dude
I'm subject to
genetically modified fool
That's FDA approved mass produced
So 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 I'm 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
Listenin' 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 are for similies
Governmentalists killed
the Kennedy's
I heard that Joss Stone
got the remedies
Governmental confusion
Governmentalist it's delusion
Governmental confusion
A bunch of governmentalist
it's delusion
Tryna get a hold of smoke and water
Coming up with nothing every time
How come we ain't getting any closer
Tryna find the truth behind the lies
And all that we're left with
Is a hand full of nothing
A hand full of nothing
That's all that I got
Hand full of nothing
Governmental confusion
Just some
governmentalist delusion
Governmental confusion yeah
Governmentalist it's delusion
Yeah yeah
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