| Well I’m not going to leave you alone!
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| I want you to get mad!
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| I don’t want you to protest, I don’t want you to riot
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| I don’t want you to write to your congressman
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| Because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write
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| I don’t know what to do about the depression
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| And the inflation and the Russians and the crime on the street
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| All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad!
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| You’ve got to say «I'm a human being, God damnit! |
| My life has value!»
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| Start the uprisin
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| We’ll start the uprisin
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| It’s time to uprise
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| Listen people they got us believin' we nothin' but heathens
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| Schemin' hatin' each other for nothin' but breathin'
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| Hatin' each other for colour and creed when, me and you
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| We one and the same under the blade you cut and you bleed
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| And they think we dumb and naive, but we wasn’t conceived yesterday
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| We know that AIDS they made up the disease
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| And they tease us with money and greed and make us hunger and feed
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| Off each other like some bloodsuckin' freaks
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| And the most ignorant nigga’s a publisher’s dream
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| Nothin' but whores and infidelity is up on the screen
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| Real chance of love with a slut and a creep, a lover that cheats
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| These dumb broads should be runnin' the streets
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| If you think that lettin' your daughters watchin' Charm School
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| Won’t harm you or her in the long run you’re a darn fool
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| It’s so blatant how they rapin' our minds
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| In plain sight takin' our rights, dignity, it ain’t right
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| Let’s start the uprisin'; |
| it’s time to cut ties
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| With these fuckin' guys that’s feedin' us nothin' but lies
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| It’s time to uprise; |
| rise up time’s up
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| Cause when the trust dies, love dies, like government spies
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| I’ll admit that Obama had me believin' the hype
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| But after doin' the knowledge I ain’t been sleepin' at night
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| Probably the biggest deception I ever seen in my life
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| If y’all don’t read between the lines then y’all ain’t readin' it right
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| Yeah! |
| Vinnie Paz just a motherfuckin' trooper steppin'
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| Nuclear anxiety and the code of the super weapon
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| Obama and Bush cousins and that’s a true connection
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| Seizin' power and property like a ruthless henchman
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| I’m in the Jewish temple on Mount Zion
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| Studyin' literature from the Priory of Zion
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| Nothing’s safe, no cars, no planes to fly on
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| I got a few bulletproof vests to try on
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| Yeah — but y’all can just remain the machine
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| It’s true lies but I decide to stay on my D
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| You a sucker if you think that the economy killed
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| Barrack Obama 666 finally revealed
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| This means more to me then 16's and 8 ball hooks
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| So many behind bars before they hit 16 or deported
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| Just look at what the graveyard took
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| 16 in the clip one more for Saint Pete’s book
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| It’s the hook, line and sinker live, fast and die quicker
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| Replace brother with nigga so we fire 9's quicker
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| The tell.lie.vision keep the mind’s eye trippin'
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| And the school systems built to brainwashin' gods children
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| More capitalism only mean more problems
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| Stockmarket crash hard times and?
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| Huddled masses that never passed through Alice Island
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| Wonder experiments Tuscany and Guatemalans
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| Obama’s only sending more troops for deployment
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| Only folks with jobs here work for unemployment
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| So dig there’s a reason the liberty bell don’t ring
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| This the uprising with every voice in sync
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| I want you… to get up now
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| I want all of you get up out of your chairs
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| I want you to get up right now
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| And go to the window open it and stick your head out and yell
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| I’m as mad as hell and not going to take this any more! |