| Look what I’ve found, come get down
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| It’s that revolution sound
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| Call it second emancipation, break these chains and let me out
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| It’s not violence I’m on about, but riot boots still hit the ground
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| Lower the gun put down the whip
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| Take a step back hear me out
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| I am fanatic, employ guerilla tactics
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| Open up this lyrical automatic and put holes in your rhetoric
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| It’s archaic, kind of chaotic, almost barbaric
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| But yet you stand and you swear by it
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| And I’ve been readily, steadily waiting for a chance to resist
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| The devil is a liar, topple the empire
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| Blood sweat tears and desire
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| I put my heart into this
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| Never forget I’m a soldier
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| I will not be conquered
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| I can’t walk this road forever, and I can’t forget the past
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| My soul is under pressure, and it’s killing me
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| It’s destroying me within, my need for emancipation
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| My soul is under pressure, and it’s killing me
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| Life, liberty, pursuit of happiness, equality and justice for all
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| Now you know you lying
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| You on that shotgun philosophy, celebrate the tragedy
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| Build an effigy high to the heavens to remind me and blind me
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| Turn the whole world into my enemy
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| Control my destiny and drain all my energy
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| It’s insane to me
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| Got the whole nation sedated and medicated
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| A testimony to the violence
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| Yet you still give me that ghetto education
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| Basically priming me to feed me to the prison industry
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| I see all of the cowards, the greed, the need to hold control over me
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| Break these chains, end the power
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| I’d rather you give back what you stole from me
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| I can’t walk this road forever, and I can’t forget the past
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| My soul is under pressure, and it’s killing me
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| It’s destroying me within, my need for emancipation
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| My soul is under pressure, and it’s killing me
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| Excuse me Mr. officer, come out of my sector
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| No need to stress, no need for vex
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| Yo, excuse me your honor, fuck the drama
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| No apologies, I save that for my mama
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| Take my name off of the docket
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| Drop all these charges
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| All it took was a spark, all it took was a catalyst
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| Martin said it best, I live a life with no violence
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| So I speak up, no longer silent
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| I begin to see
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| My third eye is opening
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| My resolve is strengthening
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| I yearn to be free
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| I can’t walk this road forever, and I can’t forget the past
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| My soul is under pressure, and it’s killing me
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| It’s destroying me within, my need for emancipation
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| My soul is under pressure, and it’s killing me
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| Excuse me Mr. officer no need for war
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| Trying to drain my energy, but you can’t keep me down
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| I can’t walk this road forever, and I can’t forget the past
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| My soul is under pressure, but it won’t kill me |