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[feat. prez & Bazaar Royale]

"What do you see when you're in the dark and the come? "
"I see you. I see you standing over the grave of another president"

[Hook: Royale]
I see above me
Demons me
Fighting heaven, heaven, heaven
It's

1: stic.man]
America's nightmare; young, black, and just don't a fuck
Run up in the and wet 'em up
Got to lose but my handcuffs
Every man choose to lay down or stand up
war time, everything is fair, no fear
When they say the homie murdered the judge, I care
Fuck 'em, he deserved it, as the homie get away
And don't get caught for the crime, I it
We rootin' for the villain in
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, is shootin' back
In self defense we the pistol like
Larry Davis or Brian
Every pig, every official, the boomerang
Is coming back to get you, you reap you sow
The system you created a monster
And now you scared cause it's back to haunt you

x2]

[Verse 2:
Since we gonna the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim right
Let's have an overthrow and party in the same night
Same height as Huey, same build as Malcolm
With the same in the hood, you know the outcome
And read it in the news your sergeant and your captain
take this as a warning, just another nigga rappin'
Fuck the way we organizing, the training and the grapplin'
And fuck them Toms who call police because we smack them
And fuck you sympathizers with your class reactions
Cause we bangin' on the system, G'd up, the factions
And if you know, the G was for George Jackson
And long live his spirit packin' the Magnum
Watching over the soldiers, knowin' niggas be
When we really to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get some freedom you can start braggin'
then, inside the blood of my eye, you see the dragon

x2]

[Verse 3: Technique]
I'm like the birth of baby Mohammed, the I started
Can spar the hardest, the martyr regarded as Spartacus-hearted
It matter whose missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an Afghan Tutoberg
Close quarters combat over elections
Bilderberg is like cancer, it an infection
Nepotism is the gold and the connection
And is the prison that the people are kept in
The military ain't for the people's protection
They're just to protect an investment
That's why get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected are infested with those tired of protestin'
Traumatized children grow to garrisons
9/11 generations pale in
And you will learn a repeated through history
no matter what you think, occupation is not victory

[Outro: Immortal
Somalia,
Nigeria,
Iraq, bring it

x2]