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The Revolutionist
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The Revolutionist
This for freedom fighters, teachers and freedom writers/ Its for that light inside us, incite a riot like it’s/ 88 in Riker’s, they wave away our rights cus/ The way they play we only worth our weight in blood and diapers/ Catching that shit and piss they like to throw at strikers/ And put you on a list for being grown and righteous/ For understanding that this life is priceless/ Reprimanded at your home and now your wife is lifeless, nothing/ Short of a crisis, sort of like a sport/ Where polices got a license to shoot and kill the poor, go/ Summon Isis, tell her its a war/ The dark and brightest, they fighting to control the pure/ Dream biters with gingivitis in they pores/ We smelled em coming and then united in the scores/ Now, look at em running, headed for the doors, yeah/ We busy drumming and banging on the floors/ From Bangalore Bangladesh and other shores/ The Atlantic and the Indian Pacific and Caribbean/ The civil disobedience the main ingredient/ For cooking up a cure, looking up and sure/ A smile looking down from the clouds and on the ground/ In every part of town if you looking around it’s us!/ Trust! The people’s power in they palms/ Be alarmed cus we armed and moving on
Time’s of the essence, soon to find out/ Check your Timexes, see the time is now/ Prime segments to climb like it’s out of style/ Grind reckless to shine like we out of clouds/ Breaking barriers to areas we never seen/ Awake and wary of the various and clever schemes/ To get your pockets, your confidence, and kill your dreams/ Make you push the machine/ Out of your way, out of your stream, over the edge/ Out of the play, off of your team, holding your head/ On your own two shoulders and neck showing the rest/ What a god look like, glow, knowing the flesh can/ Go, lo and behold what’s left man/ Perfection that’s what we nest in/ When we know the truth man that’s when the stress end/ So I’m calling you to the frontlines like Sam is/ Fight for your mind, crunch time the hand is/ Ticking down on the clock, know what your plan is/ Start picking them locks and overstand this/ Quick, picture the plot, see your way out the pot/ The water bubbling it’s troubling to watch/ But I hopped in so we could jump out/ Seen where the block been, but what we want now/ Is reaching for the top and freeing our love out – gone!
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