Uggh!
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin with the fury that they had in 66
And like e-double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the systems shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
Ill give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, keepin people calm
You know they went after king
When he spoke out on vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
Yeah!
Yeah, back in this...
Wit poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like wilson, vocals never lackin dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up
To shake ya up, to break the structure up
Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then stick and move like I was cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin people calm
Ya know they murdered x
And tried to blame it on islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot
Uggh!
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head!
I think I heard a shot (5 times)
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot
Background: black nationalism
He may be a real contender for this position should he
Abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
Of non-violence... And embrace black nationalism
Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
Pinpoint potential trouble-makers...
And neutralise them
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Spoken: how long? Not long, cause
What you reap is what you sow.
Come on! Uggh! Come on, although ya try to discredit Ya still never edit The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin with the fury that they had in 66 And like e-double I'm mad Still knee-deep in the systems shit Hoover, he was a body remover Ill give ya a dose But it'll never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police, the judges, the feds Networks at work, keepin people calm You know they went after king When he spoke out on vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Yeah! Yeah, back in this... Wit poetry, my mind I flex Flip like wilson, vocals never lackin dat finesse Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up To shake ya up, to break the structure up Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like takin photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yea, the several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya better beware Of retribution with mind war 20/20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work, keepin people calm Ya know they murdered x And tried to blame it on islam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Uggh! What was the price on his head? What was the price on his head! I think I heard a shot (5 times) I think I heard, I think I heard a shot Background: black nationalism He may be a real contender for this position should he Abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine Of non-violence... And embrace black nationalism Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to Pinpoint potential trouble-makers... And neutralise them Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Spoken: how long? Not long, cause What you reap is what you sow. Explain Request ×
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