Yeah it would be cool it could be too
Stop Running round in circles off of what we fuel
Living a lie eventually believing its true
A lot of people here for us one could be you
Its outrageous and they just aint nothing
But save us an ocean of brown fists in various flavors
A favor for a favor man, this is the majors
Tell me what you would do with no phone or pagers
No Kinkos, no Fed Ex and no ATMs
What you gone do when the poliece state vegin
Well it already began but I guess it depends on whats really going on
whats happening, huh
Military target practicing
They finna write another patriot act again
The days is short the nights is long
The fight goes on
The pistol and the pipes are drawn
The middle of the night
We fight like barbarians
In sight of the former might
You might think that its a waste
Of our time
And I think you would be right
Till he drop that rhyme
And some might say that its a waste of time
Cause aint no amount of dancing finna break the bondage
We go to war and transcend space and time
When every record aint a record just to shake behinds
You know the stakes is high we in the face of drama
Thats why we cant shake it or escape the problem
Its like a game of roulette the barrel revolving
They only wanna see us occupying a coffin
Mothers crying too often from they lost child leaving
From trying to get over, get under, get even
Get inside getting, getting dumped, getting greedy
We got to get it right
It aint about to be easy
You better pull you goggles up, its about to get greasy
Believe its on as long as we can still speak freely
Pages of my life would make it hard to read me
I know my people hearing me, holler it you hear me
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