Lyrics:
Hill (A city for the taking) Well we almost ran out of luck, just a couple Haymarket drunks, Pulling out all the stops like we ‘aint ever going home, We
and look back at the patterns how I ended up where I am
Begin to realize it's been multiples roles that I have adopted for stage
To get by and survive
As if
our youth
We'll sing in your chorus and stand in your line
Throw back the teargas every time
I recommend that you start to row
Or get out of our
our youth
We’ll sing in your chorus and stand in your line
Throw back the teargas every time
I recommend that you start to row
Or get out of our
fight
When my heart get full, I write
I have no room to cry,
But sometimes, sometimes, sometimes...
I try with all my might
To not feel, not be surprised
abnegation
Systematic amnesia corroding education
A curriculum designed to retain indoctrination
Conceals our exploitation
Now get the fuck back in line
Get
the workers from the mountains to the sea
And he's here to fight for you and fight for me
The lumber camps out in Missoula to the quarries of Spokane
To the oil
Work it out
W-work it out
Get your hands off of my man
Get your-get your-get your
Get-get-get-get your hands off of my man
Get your hands off
Who is this man in our house?
Who is this man?
Better get him out
We've got a problem
He's gotta go
He don't leave
Can't live here no more
If
Work it out
W-work it out
Get your hands off of my man
Get your-get your-get your
Get-get-get-get your hands off of my man
Get your hands off
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it)
You gotta get up, get out and get something
(Get
to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with 12 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
(Motherfuck police)
I
Move, bitch, get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move, bitch, get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move,
Move, bitch, get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move, bitch, get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move,
the folk to get the fuck out my face
(Get the fuck out my face)
I don't fuck with twelve 'cause I heard they be listening to a nigga conversation
Thinking ain't allowed
Got you trap behind a smile
Yea they coming for your mind
Boy you running out of time
Get out, get out, get out, get out
Get out, get
dealers
These streets ain't got no love for you
Yeah
To all my killers and drug dealers
These streets ain't got no love for you, no
Better get out
I just want you to
Get out (Get out)
Get out (Get out)
Can't give you another chance to
Head out (Head out)
Head out (Head out)
Head out (Head out)
I
Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it
Pump it out
Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it
Pump it out
Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it Get it
needed you to say
Reflections you used to see
Never look alike to me
Get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here
Can we get out
needed you to say
Reflections you used to see
Never look alike to me
Get out, get out
Get, get, get out
Get, get, get out of here
Can we get out
Magazine after magazine gets stomped in the street
Late night, auto, maga-static
Hit the next turn, hang 'em out and cause havoc
Your cash, your block, I
Drop all my morals, I just wanna sin
I'm out of my, out of my head
Out of my head
Please, get out of my, out of my, out of my
Out of my head
I get this shit out the mud yea
I get this shit out the mud yea
I get this shit out the mud yea
I get this shit out the mud yea
I get this shit out
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