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Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents
bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents
bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight
alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home
Locked
wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone
The clockers born starin' at an empty plate
Momma's torn hands cover her
sunken face
We hungry but them belly full
The structure is set ya neva change it with a ballot pull
In tha ruins
there's a network for tha toxic rock
School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh
and a factory floor
The remains left chained to the powder war
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So
make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So
now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yes
I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So
now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic
They ain't gonna
send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballots dead
so a bullet's what I get
A thousand years they had tha tools
We should be takin' 'em
Fuck tha G-ride I want the machines
that are makin' em
Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn to
Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn
Can't
waste a day when the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste
a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin
man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown
skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
The rungs torn from
the ladder can't reach the tumour
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just
a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance for
the things we'll never have
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have
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