Lyrics:
drug dealers in my circle only killers
Brought up by some gangsters
Really make me anxious
Money in the bank no I never loaned it
Tell me when you make
hang with the gang and I hang with the killers
Banana clip on me I'm going gorilla
By the end of the year tryna touch me a million
You don't live what
Living the revolution 'till we catch one in the brain
And even then my spirit will return in heavenly form
And wipe the chess board clean, of my enemies
C'mon, everybody, yeah, this is your life
I'm talking about a revolution, we gotta organize
We don't need no segregation, we don't need no race
New age
C'mon, everybody, yeah, this is your life
I'm talking about a revolution, we gotta organize
We don't need no segregation, we don't need no race
New age
on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday let your children play
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family
blinded by cultural ignorance and steady judging
But judge not, lest ye may be judged
For the judgment ye judge ye shall surely be judged, you gets no
dome
Went next door, wasn't nobody home
When you're all alone, watch for killers on the roam
Going Kony on these bitches, yeah that's what I said
Catchy
By myself I'm steady mobbin (Mob, mob, mob!)
Loose off the proof
Don't get me started
Even Killers and drug dealers
Came to church and still saw him
leaders looking pitiless
cnd it's pitiful
How they pockets full
But the children still never gettin shit
It's all good, revolution coming
On my Malcolm X
ounce of a Good-God-Damn
The King of Killers is the saviour in our street and the saviour of our souls is a loser and a Cheat
Renegade children living in
You want me to make an active face
Risking myself my life my woman my sister my children
On some idealism which you are surely exist in America
Your empire will fall but fucks won't learn
What, you think you can duck your turn
Karma's a killer as sure as the sun rises
The death of your
Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries
Screams are his music, lightning his guide
Raping the darkness, death by his side
Chants rise in terror,
the Book of David
In the holy light (when it's laid to waste)
It will be written
By the children of Eden (I said save this place)
And the Holy Ghost
I ain't mad at evolution
But I stand for revolution
Get up, enough is enough somebody stand up
Get up, stand up get up, stand up
Get up, stand up get
the side effects is no sleep, no peace
Looking for reasons for living as the war moves on
America. The System.
Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
cries to Odin
Caged by the homies now declared as opponents
The enemies are closest friend to foe Judas motives
Because we once traded stories like Tommy
of the evolution
Counting the days till the revolution
AFRAID...
TO LIVE
Harvest minds through manipulation
Lost children of indoctrination
Screams for retaliation
An old man sits in front of the mirror
An old man looks in the face of a young
Battered by the years of dreaming and fighting so long
Remembers good
AN ANSWER TO VARIOUS BARDS - BY BANJO PATERSON
WELL, I'VE WAITED MIGHTY PATIENT WHILE THEY ALL CAME ROLLING IN,
MISTER LAWSON, MISTER DYSON,
polluted
They callin' me a criminal
When I'm a revolution
Woke up in a prison cell
And I had a revelation
That my life's a testimony
I could be
the building
Smoking weed with ghetto children
Hustling tryna get a million
I don't know a better feeling
Buy some diamonds get a grill and
Fill the crib with
And she's a killer
And she's a keeper...
[Verse 1]
Am I blurry
In your vision
Was I just
A poor decision
Cut me open
With precision
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