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[feat. dead & Bazaar Royale]

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

Bazaar Royale]
I see angels 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 lose but my
Every man choose to lay down or stand up
It's war time, is fair, no fear
When say the homie murdered the judge, I don't care
Fuck 'em, he it, long as the homie get away
And don't get for the crime, I encourage it
We rootin' for the in black
Pourin' out Absolut, salute, is shootin' back
In self defense we bang the pistol
Larry or Brian Nichols
Every pig, public official, the boomerang
Is back to get you, you reap what you sow
The you created created a monster
And now you scared cause coming 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 after party in the same
Same height as Huey, same muscle as Malcolm
With the same circumstances in the hood, you the outcome
And read it in the news about your sergeant and captain
Don't take this as a warning, just nigga rappin'
Fuck the way we organizing, the training and the grapplin'
And fuck them Uncle Toms who call police we smack them
And fuck you sympathizers with your middle class
Cause we on the system, G'd up, fuck the factions
And if you didn't know, the G was for George
And long live his warrior packin' the Magnum
over the soldiers, knowin' niggas be blackin'
When we need to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get some freedom you niggas can start
Till then, inside the of my eye, you see the dragon

x2]

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

[Outro: Technique]
Somalia,
Nigeria,
Iraq, bring it

x2]