Saturday, September 3, 2011

Over and out.

Ski mask stat like a rebel, on point with my task
I offer you radical collective bargaining on the table
Best be on the level or face spiritual death foretold
Over turn the status quo, give a fuck about political party or label
Urban mental militia in case you didn’t know
This is no romanticized fable
I break down the code pero aun asi
The Haves still wouldn’t be able to see why we aching to be free
Believe me, our reality in this city ain’t nothing pretty
Our argument is legit, to the point that it’s fatal
Gutter ass gritty, everyone sinning and seeking a halo
There ain’t no way we can keep laying low
The masses have their eyes wide open and they know
Truth aint truth just cos the system says so
I was born agitating, rocking the cradle
And trust, we don’t have to rely on bustin a lick
On any punk politican trick that secretly call us spics
We hold down street AND academic level
Todos aqui somos estudiantes y maestros
Taking our freedom, yo a nadie le ruego!
We bringing this battle to the state and the federal
This concept is for working class in general
Coded semantics for those that can execute
That heavy artillery hidden artistic advantage
Round up the troops, we putting in work
Rigorous battle fields, only few manage
Firearm is brains and in this war
It’s mando that you always brandish
One for all, all for one we fight and don’t run
One slip and you’re done you must understand,
We’re not gunning for crumbs, this is a call out
Strictly devoid of soft sucker chumps
In the greater scheme there’s a more important plan
It supersedes anything any one individual may consider grand
And that don’t mean relinquishing personal pride,
It just means here the collective commands
Never no false alarms, no need to hide
Life’s a constant test, forever expecting the final exam
We collide, fight, scream and shout
Open invitation but really a call to arms,
I think you get the message, transmission end.
Over and out.

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