| I’m askin Bush about restitution
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| Till then we execute the execution
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| With pressing and distribution
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| Throw the fist for revolution
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| With revolution producin
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| I evolved in your evolution
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| And I’m involved in your forever losin
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| A problem with no solution
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| In a critical state, my state is critical
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| We live as a team or we die as individuals
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| A lot unoriginal, analog or digital
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| Get it done in the physical, everyday ritual
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| With food for thought that’ll get you full
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| For hip-hop habitual
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| Surrounded by criminals
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| At different times and different intervals
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| The fake ones I hate ones
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| Yo, I validate sum when they allocate funds
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| Roll legit with your legalized guns like they do
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| Ice your charms, you got the right to bear arms
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| (*DJ Revolution cuts up*)
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| (It's time to take matters in our hands)
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| (So uplift the mind, rise and shine) --] Inspectah Deck
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| (So let’s all get ours and stop tryin to get yours) --] AG
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| You’se the type we used to send to the store on a beer run
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| You want a new asshole, nigga, I’mma tear one
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| I shoot a fair one, drive to the hole and get a And1
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| On any day, a three point play
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| Now we gon' riot not march cause the game’s up a notch
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| I don’t rhyme about a watch or rocks or straight shots of scotch
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| Lots of trees, takin care of the seeds
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| To get to the grass I had to shift through the weeds
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| Shiftin my steez above the 33rd degrees
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| Hotter than the 100 degrees in the sun with no breeze
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| My ability wouldn’t allow me to go out willingly
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| I’m a asset, not a liability
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| Bitches be eye-fuckin, hope I die fuckin
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| Why you livin your life if you ain’t livin for nothin
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| If I point at you with my point of view
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| I’ma show you what the power of the pen can do |