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[Verse 1: Fredro Starr] |
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Ayo the world's in a crisis, ISIS |
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*************t is cold as ice is, where the ************* Christ is |
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Political activists like Mark Dice's |
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We law breakin', run in the stores takin' |
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TV's and playstation, the slave nation |
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We doom on the bloomberg |
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We're just the bullies, we're the Giuliani |
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We get no respect, they put guns in the hood |
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What you expect, like a pack of cigarettes |
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I can get me a Tec, and a four fifth |
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Then I wanna go to war with, rap music |
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Where we bangin' at the law with |
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So keep your Glocks high, aim for the ceiling |
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Here comes them felons, gotta stop police killing |
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It's a part of me, as I blast this |
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************* going to black fest |
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To the cops be target practice |
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[Hook x2] |
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It should be against the law |
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************* the police, against them all |
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Cuz *************s ride away, don't trust the cops |
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If you down for the cause, we brought shots, ************* |
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[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz] |
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I said move steady |
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I'm getting the trush ready |
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Gun store robberies, the armory is heavy |
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All-black Chevy, who a military? |
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I'll start the revolution right now if you tell me |
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I'm a conflict believe you're one too |
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We convicts can leave unless your passport approved |
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Who is you, ************* the rules, ************* the news, it's a lie |
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If you're ready to make your move let a two in the sky |
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They gon' have to call the national guard, sma*************n' 'em hard |
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You gon' get sent back to your god |
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Can't let these mother******s send me back to the yard |
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If I got a hundred million *************s with me, that could be hard |
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Cuz I just gotta pick the guns up, to make 'em put the guns down |
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Enough is enough is enough |
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Black kids gettin' gunned down |
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Wherever is your son now |
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The system corrupt |
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And when the sun down, you know that the *************t gon' erupt |
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[Hook x2] |