Lets Get Free
Dead Prez lyrics
Dead Prez lyrics
"We Want Freedom Lyrics"
I was born black, I live black,
and I'ma die probably because I'm black
because some cracker that knows I'm black
better than you nigga, is probably gonna put
a bullet in the back of my head!!
Yeah our lives fucked up, no doubt
All this shit we go through every day
Sometimes a nigga don't know what the fuck to do
But see I got my niggas
And we gon organize a people army
And we gon get control over our own lives
And I mean that shit right there from the bottom of my shit
I Ching
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Imagine havin no runnin water to drink
Chemicals contaminate the pipes leadin to your sink
Just think, if the grocery stores close they doors
And they saturate the streets with tanks and start martial law
Lyrics/Music J.Yellen/L.Pollack Young and old, and in between Six or sixty or sixteen When you think that fate has been unkind Cause you haven't many toys Like some other girls and boys Here's a little rhyme worth remembering sometime ------ What makes life the sweetest, bestest and completest Not a big doll house, or a Mickey Mouse
Could you take the life of somebody you know,
or have feelings for if necessary?
I got cousins in the military
But far as I'm concerned they died, when they registered
[Verse 2]
Yo, this world is oh so cold, I think about my ancestors
Being sold, and it make me wanna break the mold
Fuck the gold and the party, train yourself, clean your shottie
Tell me what you gon do to get free, we need more than MC's
We need Hueys, and revolutionaries
The niggas on the streets today, it's kinda scary
The smell around my way ain't roses or strawberries
In fact it's kinda poisonous, bringin out the boy in us
But I'ma stand up on my own, like a man do
Dominate the land and make wealth, like Fu-Manchu
Yes the pe
The Joker Lyrics
Original performer: steve miller band Some people call me the space cowboy Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me maurice Beause i speak on the pompitice of love People been talkin about me babe Say i'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong Doing you wrong, doing you wrong But don't you worry, don't you worry Don't you wor
oples army stick togehther like glueOriginal performer: steve miller band Some people call me the space cowboy Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me maurice Beause i speak on the pompitice of love People been talkin about me babe Say i'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong Doing you wrong, doing you wrong But don't you worry, don't you worry Don't you wor
We represent the I-Ching, and to this we stand true
Military formation, anyone participation is welcome
Each one teach one, son help son
Just one gun is all it take to get it started
Livin in the wilderness of the west we cold hearted
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If you don't think it could happen think again my son
Be prepared for the worst that's yet to come
We want freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom
Cataclsym, niggas be like fuck the system
I don't wanna be no movie star
I don't wanna drive no fancy car
I just wanna be free, to live my life, to live my own life
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm for peace
But I'll kill ya if ya fuck with my moms or my niece
See we all want peace, but the problem is
---- (Lyrics: Stanne) Cast out from a world of selfdeceit in senseless fear of denial Forgive the others indifference and on paths of wisdom trait In grief thou shalt not wander With hopefilled heart now walk Do not fear the slow proceeding Fear only the stillness of invention Mocking words and actions a defea
Got it where the niggas can't get a piece
That's why police get stabbed and shot
Cuz a nigga can't eat if the ave is hot
Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot
Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot
That's where a whole lotta niggas end up
My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up
When I'm bent up I think alot about the reason I'm here
I think about the things I fear in the comin years
Ahead of me, I'm ready for whatever they bring though
I'd go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams
And that's my fuckin word
One day the whole world will smoke herb
And niggas won't get took to jail for hangin on the curb
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