Lyrics:
Stupid
You can't fuck with this, y'know I know
Bring your whole team kid yeah thunn
Yo, I love my niggas for that
We strike back, handle business
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
[Chuck D]
Damn back again up on track again
Some of why'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set
Out of sight out of mind
Hyprocites
Damn back again up on track again
? 'round the bend
Some of y'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set out of sight out of mind
the money dance
Whitey Bulge' your horse, soldier leaving Vietnam
Pledge allegiance to the flag
Where we keep it 100 and get your money back
Pull a plug,
Please dead that, dead talk on your dead apps
Or I'll send my dawg to go fetch that
Ride out in jet black
cnd bring it to a brudda like what?!, huh?!
groups throwing piss 'cause they're mad at a monument
It represents a time where we advanced from mistakes
Now your making the mistake by taking that out
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
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They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
when they get out
Life under capitalism isn't even real life, I'm just pre-dead
Today it was cool in the morning and I was delighted when I shivered, it
bodies, we be wildin'
That gravediggin' shit
Pallbearers bring your body to the grave (mhm)
Don't do no missin' with these K's, and that's on Dave
Whitey Bulge' your horse, soldier leaving Vietnam
Pledge allegiance to the flag
Where we keep it 100 and get your money back
Pull a plug, brain dead, dope
face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watchin', no one saw a thing
It
the presence of devils and leeches
Bearing the mark of these niggaz hating evading the law
What they saying to a nigga tho
They tellin' me that's far out
Anti
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
to bring my life back to zero
and can I say just what might change your mind
like an Anti-evangelist on a daily grind
Solo
V3: Lonely's just a word but it
a chance
All out of luck
Let's raise our flag
And bring 'em down
Steal the crown from the Eye
Save the day another time
Pick your poison
Stand and fight
shit
George Bush got some nerve, fuck a war
We trying to serve motherfucking 8 balls
Til’ we live at the pool hall
And knock billiards out of your
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock
Hang Myself...Half Mast
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop is Out of Stock
I hang
jammin', it's over
Don't make me bring out Dakota
You talkin' down, but you don't wanna go there
Pull up to your block, and we don't see you nowhere
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
across the world
They have generational wealth
And we have Audemars and pearls
Folks are anti-interracial because of
Your past actions
Started trying
about a dollar but we came for change
“I can’t breathe” (Nah) has really been the moniker
Tryna live life, but we can’t ‘til Your Honor call
Set me free
smoked, now I'm anti
I got kicked out the anti-social social club, can you believe that For profanity, can you believe that That's crazy
I know you don't
Never let you define me
Meta-irony
I'm bofadeez try me
JFK for what it's worth you inspire me
WHO's out for blood
Big words wrapping like IV
Poison your
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