This is being high as shit, for hours That's the name of this song, as Shit for Hours Here we go,
American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the They came here seekin' Then end up ownin' slaves Justified it usin' which saves don't mean shit, there's too much ego in the way That's why is a crisis But in reality country do the same shit a life and call it righteous Remember when Bin Laden got killed, In a hotel lobby after a show, was These white ladies CNN, coverin' the action They read the headline and then they all clappin' As if LeBron had just scored a at the buzzer I stood there for a second, watched them each other For I thought this was "Thou shalt not kill" But police still off on niggas in the Ville that he reached for a gun They really think we dumb and got a wish Now son is layin' breathless When I was a little boy my father in Texas Pulled up in Toyota, that bitch like it was Lexus Put my bag in his trunk and off for Dallas Out there for the summer, feelin' just like I was Lost in the Wonderland where still sufferin' like they was back home, and that's wrong So now "Fuck the government!" see my niggas strugglin' And they give a fuck at all, and that's wrong, yeah
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I had a convo with the President, I to go and see him Thinkin' about the I said I'd say when I would see him Feelin' nervous, sittin' in a room full of folks Thinkin' about the black man plight, I might choke Nope, raised my hand and a man a question Does he see the struggle of his in oppression? And if so, if you got all the power in the As the President, what's keepin' you from helpin' out? Well, I didn't say "nigga," but you catch my He looked me in my and spoke and he was rather swift He broke the issues down and showed me he was I got the vibe he was sincere and that the cared But dawg, you in the chair, what's the up? He said, "There's things I wanna fix But you know shit, nigga: politics." Don't stop fightin' and stop believin' You can make the world better for your kids before you it Change is slow, always has been, will be But fuck that, I'ma bust 'til they kill me Change is slow, always has been, always be But fuck that, I'ma back until they kill me—feel me?
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a thought for my revolutionary heart Take a deeper look at history, there to pick apart See, the people at the top, they get to do just what they 'Til after a while the people at the bottom finally get Then they start to "Revolution!" Tired of livin' here, that lootin'! Can you tell me what's the best solution? I used to think it was to oppressors, see If we destroy the system, that means we'll have of greed But see, it's not simple I got to thinkin' about the history of nature While this played Then I realized somethin' made Me wonder if revolution was really the way Before you trip and throw a fit over words I say Think about this shit for second, you the way The children in households grow up Knockin' girlfriends out cold—that's a cycle Abused the abuser and that's just how life go So You get the power, but you know what does to man? Corruption always us to the same shit again So when you talk revolution Dawg, I hear just you sayin' good is takin' over When we know you gon' do? The only real revolution happens right of you I said, what good is over When we what you gon' do? The only revolution happens right inside of you, nigga
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