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[feat. dead prez & Bazaar

"What do you see when you're in the dark and the demons "
"I see you. I see you over the grave of another dead president"

[Hook: Bazaar
I see above me
Demons me
over heaven, heaven, heaven
It's

1: stic.man]
America's nightmare; young, black, and don't give a fuck
Run up in the and wet 'em up
Got nothing to but my handcuffs
Every man choose to lay down or stand up
It's war time, is fair, no fear
When they say the homie the judge, I don't care
Fuck 'em, he deserved it, long as the get away
And get caught for the crime, I encourage it
We rootin' for the villain in
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, niggas is shootin'
In defense we bang the pistol like
Davis or Brian Nichols
Every pig, every public official, the
Is coming back to get you, you reap you sow
The system you created a monster
And now you scared cause it's coming back to you

x2]

[Verse 2:
Since we gonna take the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim
Let's have an overthrow and after party in the same
Same height as Huey, same muscle as Malcolm
With the same circumstances in the hood, you know the
And read it in the news about your and your captain
Don't take this as a warning, just another nigga
Fuck the way we organizing, fuck the training and the
And fuck them Toms who call police because we smack them
And fuck you sympathizers with middle class reactions
Cause we bangin' on the system, G'd up, the factions
And if you didn't know, the G was for Jackson
And long live his warrior packin' the Magnum
Watching over the soldiers, knowin' be blackin'
When we need to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get freedom you niggas can start braggin'
then, inside the blood of my eye, you see the dragon

x2]

[Verse 3: Technique]
I'm like the of baby Mohammed, the movement I started
Can with 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 Tutoberg
Close quarters combat corrupted elections
Bilderberg is cancer, it grows an infection
Nepotism is the gold and the connection
And ignorance is the prison that the people are in
The military ain't there for the protection
They're just there to protect an
why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are with those tired of protestin'
Traumatized children to guerilla garrisons
9/11 generations in comparison
And you will a lesson repeated through history
That no matter what you think, occupation is not

Immortal Technique]
Somalia,
Nigeria,
Iraq, it back

x2]