Lyrics:
giraffe necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet
My touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish they last set (come on)
They say you live by the gun, you die
barefoot across peninsulas, freein' slaves and prisoners
Black Market Militia is revolution, the mission is
Free the minds of our listeners, resurrected with
Yes, sir! LA Leakers
Justin Credible, Sourmilk that's right
We've been invaded by Long Beach, man
Long Beach is here! Long Beach!
Our homie, for many
Ding Dung, Ding Dung
Woo, Ooh. Ooh
The Black Grinch Street Rhymes
La, La, La, La, La
The Black Grinch Street Rhymes
T Crooked R U
The Black
La la, la la la la la la
la la la la la la la, la la la.
Stand and fight we do consider
Reminded of an inner pact between us
That's seen as we
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
That lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the trackin' off
Marijuana smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog
Come on, homie, listen to the voice of reason
This the Refinement Act
Better watch y'all bread I want
A slice of that
Young guns pushing militant rifles straps
Brothers on my back malcolm in my maps
just' a riding the brink.
I made it down here all by myself.
And I left a good man hanging up on a shelf. Singing..
La da da da da, La da da da da, La
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the party stops
I wanna see you drop
So let em sing like la la la la
Oh, don't you know
They'd see us strung up by our throats
I won't let you down
The blood
la' vær' at lig' mave til
Hvis i ikk' ka' lave det
Det eneste jeg kan stave til er penge, F-R-B
For København er min by, og sådan er det
Og sådan vil
[Chorus][LMNO]
The revolution is capitolized
Can't beat you over the head besides
What would that accomplish
Let's see who lives the longest
Neither
is my gun, revolutions already begun
(Whaa)
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't
She puts beads on my neck saying they protecting me from harm
But fuck this old witch, I went and got a gun
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Oh Lord,
And you will be faithful
Uh huh uh huh
Yea
CHORUS
This my rifle
This my gun
This for real
And this for fun
When i lust trust i bust my gun
When i rush
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
settle
'em by bloodying shoes? Fist rules
Rather finger equipped with sick tools
What of the wind
I recall it was serenity's end
When the breeze would come
Man
La La La La La La La La La La La La La La
By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of Babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we wept
When we
won't be justified
The revolution is fueled by malice
He’s drinking from the chalice stomach full of bread resting on that candy mountain
Ah woe woe war
the Transatlantic, the damage deep as agua is
Nah, this ain't my strap, this my partner's shit
Baby, where I stay, we all be sharin' guns like Sasuke
Tell baby I
up putting up a wall
A wall of fire
Getting rid of people by force
I don't desire
Listen to the lyrics
Make way for a wire
Shock you up with some real
could start a revolution
If words won't work we'll use machine guns
Take what was built from our blood, sweat, and tears
And then build a new world for
I front line for mine
A young Malcolm in his prime
No ice watch talk
But the revolution took time
Mommas crying sons dying
Crackers got us in dat
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