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Fuck the system, you know how we do!
Fuck the system... (I'm gone)
South on the 110, on a mission with the New King
I can't complain, cuz you know we doing it big
Swinging them things, similar to flying a plane
But never similar to mothafuckas bombing in vain
Explode! Over the LA. basin and you know
That we be kicking the bass in
Giving a fuck, granted we embellish the luck
We rough in the cut, West Side - throwing it up
(We pushing) You better check nuts!
Weak mothafuckas always spilling they guts
We tying'em up, drag'em by the face on the lot
Finish'em up, drown'em in the pool in the park
Motherfuck the system!
Say Goddamn!
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Wake that ass up!
I'm coming through like a cancer
Out of sight, black on black everything
Hopping over cell walls, cutting defenses
Hacking into to the womb, communicate from the trenches
My acclamations, are phonetically transcribed in dialects
Hard to decipher like hieroglyphs in the pyramids
Hard to the core, forging blades of obsidian
Fighting for better days, follow the ancient ways
I've read enough to know that things have got to change
As I read more and more and my patience wore thin
For over 500 years, put up with power & fear (put'em up)
A hard lesson to learn
The way my innocence bestowed upon a false representation of God, within
We are mentally enslaved, from the cradle to the grave
Ash from cigarettes, taste like licorice
Served like Eucharist, fuck the ordinance
Don't forget who I am, cloak and dagger in hand
I'll slash a mothafucka right where he stands
Me, I'm running things like thoroughbred
Race to the finish, you couldn't finish your sentence before it ended
Your buying into the faith, when
They couldn't imagine what they saw by what they were told
They couldn't imagine what they saw, obsidian flows
As I read more and more and my patience wore thin
For over 500 years, put up with power & fear (put'em up)
A hard lesson to learn
The way my innocence bestowed upon a false representation of God, within
We are mentally enslaved, from the cradle to the grave
They couldn't imagine what they saw by what they were told
They couldn't imagine what they saw, obsidian flows
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I fucking blame it on the government!
For these bastard pigs, who breed malcontent
For those raised in a vile, cancerous, crime-ridden environment
Most of my friends are dead or in jail
What did you expect?
They were misled by racist establishments
The new fire will cleanse the fools
A new season... new rules
I will not lose!
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Spin this mothafucka! 11-22 (revolutions per minute)
Inner City Blockade
Self-defense
Arm yourself
Raise your fist
No Justice, No Peace
I'm ready to die, for what I believe
Fuck wit' my city... prepare for the blast
Enough is enough
You better fucken relax!
Before I strike the match, before I break the hourglass
In the blink of an eye, the last trumpet will sound
Let the punishment fit the crime
No Justice, No Peace
I'm ready to die, for what I believe
Fuck wit' my people... prepare for the blast
Enough is enough
You better fucken relax!
Inner City Blockade
Self-defense
Arm yourself
Take action
Arm in arm, stand as one
We shall overcome
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