Flatliners Straight American Slave
Say hello to my little friend
A broke spleen but a heart of gold
Has a face that the world adores
But lives a life that belongs in hell
No!
Well we aint moving now
And we aint moving now
And we aint moving now
Buffalo soldier
Breakdance with knives stuck in your back
Holy water
Pours out of stretch marks from your past
Straight american slave
Straight american slave
Bring me the hip
Dont bring the hop
