| I said I ain’t gangsta even though I grew up in the hood
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| I just wanna feed my people, so misunderstood
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| Struggling (struggling), hustling (hustling), trying to make it right
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| I just wanna spread the light to help us free our minds
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| Well oh yeah, you are now in tune to www dot fuckthemmotherfuckersradio
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| Where you will only hear racial shit
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| E pluribus unum, all seeing eye, ocular exam
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| The apocalypse, back by popular demand
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| Innocuous but still leave a stage with blood in my hand for the populous
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| Put a fist in the sky
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| «Licensed to kill» italicized into my ID or «Rocky Illuminati»
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| Haile Selassie Karate, John «The Beast» Mugabi
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| King Jaffe in the lobby with the fur made of a lion
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| The eye of hoarse mouths, I am vibrant
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| Prominent constellations of Orion (whoa!)
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| The reason why my stars are in alignment (uh)
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| The renegade, Allahu Akbar, rock star
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| Tossing homemade grenades, CD’s at NYPD cop cars
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| Just to get the revolution to pop off
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| Fraudulent stock, funded with Louis Vuitton knock-offs
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| Hijacking helicopters, detonate your metropolis
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| While I’m in the cockpit, politicking like Stephanopoulos
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| And my oesophagus is quite atomic when I vomit
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| It’s bioengineered urbanomics
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| The formula: truth divided by innovative ebonics
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| Times smooth lime, crushed ice and a splash of tonic
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| Nigga my past lies are astronomic
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| Smoking hash in a cathedral with Nostradamus
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| At mass, discussing Martin Luther’s «Free at Last» speech
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| Step on my British Walkers get your ass beat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Haile Selassie Karate , by - Pharoahe Monch. Song from the album W.A.R. (We Are Renegades), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп