Born on the isle of pain
It's easy two find others two blame
We used two B gagged and bound
But that's over now cuz trust we found
And we ain't
No we ain't
Two get two the pomised land
You got two go back two understand
Everything comes from sound
All vibrating under the crown
And we ain't
No we ain't
Turnin' round
Ran out of patince yesterday four them with no helpin' hands
We came from a people who built everything and farmed the land
Let's stop looking four a reason two die and just sound the alarm
Maybe the hand UR looking four is at the end of your arms
End of your arms
End of your arms

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PRINCE ROGERS NELSON