Lyrics:
shoot me in the back with a gun?
This ain’t no evolution
More like a revolution sun
Feel it building up inside you
So run motherfucker run
Feed
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
Here's to the revolution led by the angsty children who see right through the shit we spew
They see what's going on and they recognize it's wrong
star someday
The grape's bitter
I'm no quitter
Revolutions come one by one
Seems it's high noon and I ain't got no gun
But it's so hard
So hard
So
the kings and other
cunts
M:Take out your targets one by one
J: We don’t need bullets and we don’t need guns!
M: Third rule: hit them where it really hurts
J:
of revolution
If the drama comes I'ma have to uhh pop his gun
It's the Sun God, yeah
drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Niggas love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up at LAX
I'm about my issue babe
And you can tell by my name, yeah
I'm about my issue babe
Whatever stands in my way, yeah
Ooh, la da da, da da da, la da
only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side (yeah), only
I never fucked Nicki 'cause she
a loaded gun
Made of flesh and empty opinions
That make a cloud so thick it can cover the sun
Take the blame, it's in vain, you can go on a run
There's no
you saw my face
I was just a deer in the headlights
Say goodbye to a clean conscious
I'll turn this into a revolution
I'll stain your memory for years
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
But guns are the teeth of democracy
Swing praxis
We must not easily be possessed
By what is just the crudest element of a given plan
Either we
hurt
Some die by the knife
Some die by the gun
Some die by their word
Death by the tip of their tongue
Responsible for their own hurt
La di da di
Don't
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
worthless
There is no justice system
A world polluted
This revolution
Will start by my hand
It doesn’t matter where you're born in this world
Stay true
Complacent working class get up and off your ass
You say you'd die for freedom but the riot never comes
We need a revolution
A social evolution
padded with power here they come
international loan sharks backed by the guns
of market hungry military profiteers
whose word is a swamp and whose
Camouflage suit
Snipers up on the Parliament roof
Circle the bass for the 14th hour
We make the war get wicked by quarter past 2
Solutions or 21 gun salute
a get hypnotized
By dem tun teenager dem start improvise
Start carry gun and tek one bagga lives (Accurate)
Dem seh money a dem God and dem nuh need
beaters, racists, convicted rapist, black death by minutes
Out of country, you see freedom, or maybe dreams that have no limit
The stigmas always different,
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
And stuck a gun into my guts
I fell down
To my bended knees
Saying, "I dig farmers
Don't shoot me, please!"
He cocked his rifle
And began to shout
"Are you
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