| Is the groove good to you
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| Like when you lose your thing
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| Forgetten grits is grocery
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| And eggs is poultry
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| Makin a livin against those makin a killin
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| Super blackman gotha back
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| And is back in the building
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| If the prison is that skin you in And your cell sittin inside your skull
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| They say you cant getaway
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| From ya damn self
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| When your earth is heaven
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| And your world be hell
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| Check your head
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| Armageddons at the foot of your bed
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| You aint heard a word i said
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| Forget them slacks
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| Im that throwback that
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| Threw that throwback
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| Back on the racks
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| To get my mind back
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| O say can you see
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| I get back its still just a black and white tv In lyin color brother
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| Gots to getaway to the other.
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| Never was too good
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| Off the top of my head
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| Cause i want yall to know
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| Exactly what i said
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| This so called war in iraq
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| Over a thousand dead
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| Thats about
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| 10 a week
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| Even as i speak
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| 33% of black males in jail
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| 55% of black students will fail
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| 85% of black folks forgot
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| We were slaves
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| Up inside this box
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| America got folks brains on lock
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| Forget the connects
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| Some wanna buy whats next
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| Wear it like a sign up in that chest
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| Yall should know papa dont take no mess
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| If you think your past is irrelevant
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| Dont you know ol soul pays the gt damn rent
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| That messiah aint never
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| Gonna come as long as You thinkin freedom
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| Is bein free to be dumb
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| Soul is back
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| So flip them hits back
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| Damn the fashion
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| I wanna know wheres the passion
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| Thinkin we came a long way baby
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| Sayin poor michaels psycho
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| And prince hes crazy
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| But what has bob mick sir paul
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| Done for you lately
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| How they maintain on your brain
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| Seems to escape me Heard some ghetto cats
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| Dont like metal rap
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| Hear it and fear it And they think its wack
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| They dont even know that the blues is black
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| And when i rap is back to the roots
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| Where i be at
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| Not some 30 year old who dont know facts
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| Whos wild sayin things like some juvenile
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| Remember 2 million black folks in the penile
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| Got a world of whitefolks
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| Thinkin its style
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| Think im hatin cause you lack the information
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| Cause we the fbi still gots on file |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Escapism, artist - Public Enemy. Album song How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul?, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп