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  • 1992.11.03
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Come on although ya try to discredit Ya still never read it The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standin' with the fury that they had in '66 And like E Double I'm mad Still knee deep in the system's shit Hoover, he was a body remover I'll give ya a dose But it can never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown 'Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police the judges, the feds Networks at work keepin' people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have nots And then came the shot Yeah, back in this Wit' poetry, my mind I flex Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse Whadda I got to whadda I got to do to wake ya up To shake ya up to break the structure up 'Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like takin' photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step Then bomb a left upon the fascists Yea, the several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end Ya better beware Of retribution with mind war 20/20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work keepin' people calm Ya know they murdered X And tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have nots And then came the shot What was the price on his head What was the price on his head I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard I think I heard a shot Wake up! Wake up! Wake up Wake up Wake up! Wake up! Wake up Wake up How long Not long cause what you reap is what you sow

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