Tulkojums: Amerikāņu tērauda. Runā, Oh Heart.
Speak, oh heart! I'll follow your call anywhere Give these lungs some fresh air to breathe And the songs of our fathers to sing It's early morning and
let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction Hoe work and day oppression Turn up the bass and let the system thump So my neighbors won't hear the sparks
no rhythm So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction Hoe work and day oppression Turn up the bass and let the system thump So my neighbors won't hear
attacking Oh no, just when the world looks back The word we speak up on the mic, we speak when it's right Oh no, homicide's won't corrupt us Oh no, and
