i am the stone that the builder refused
i am the visual
the inspiration that made lady sing the blues
i am the spark that makes Ты idea bright
the same spark that lights the dark so Ты can know your left from Ты right
i am the ballot in your box
the bullet in the gun
that inner glow
that lets Ты know
to call your brother son
the story of whats to come
the promise of whats to come
and imma remain a soldier t`il the war is won (won)
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chop chop chop judo flip
chop chop chop judo flip
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i am the visual
the inspiration that made lady sing the blues
i am the spark that makes Ты idea bright
the same spark that lights the dark so Ты can know your left from Ты right
i am the ballot in your box
the bullet in the gun
that inner glow
that lets Ты know
to call your brother son
the story of whats to come
the promise of whats to come
and imma remain a soldier t`il the war is won (won)
chop chop chop judo flip
chop chop chop judo flip
chop chop chop judo flip
chop chop