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[feat. dead & Bazaar Royale]

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

Bazaar Royale]
I see above me
Demons me
over heaven, heaven, heaven
It's

1: stic.man]
America's nightmare; young, black, and just give a fuck
Run up in the and wet 'em up
Got nothing to lose but my
Every man must to lay down or stand up
war time, everything is fair, no fear
When they say the homie murdered the judge, I don't
Fuck 'em, he deserved it, as the homie get away
And don't get for the crime, I encourage it
We for the villain in black
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, niggas is back
In self defense we bang the pistol
Larry or Brian Nichols
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 cause it's coming back to haunt you

x2]

[Verse 2:
Since we gonna take the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim
have an overthrow and after 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 about your sergeant and your captain
Don't take as a warning, just another nigga rappin'
the way we organizing, fuck the training and the grapplin'
And them Uncle Toms who call police because we smack them
And fuck you with your middle class reactions
Cause we bangin' on the system, G'd up, the factions
And if you didn't know, the G was for George
And long live his warrior spirit the Magnum
Watching the soldiers, knowin' niggas be blackin'
When we really to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get some you niggas 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 doesn't matter missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an Afghan Forest
Close combat over corrupted elections
is like cancer, it grows an infection
Nepotism is the gold and the conductor's
And ignorance is the prison the people are kept in
The ain't there for the people's protection
They're just to protect an investment
why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are infested those tired of protestin'
Traumatized children grow to guerilla
9/11 generations in comparison
And you will learn a lesson through history
That no what you think, occupation is not victory

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

x2]