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Calling all militant minds to form line, Never led a stray by these perilous times, World war 4 is knocking on heaven's door, But rumors say god doesn't live there anymore, He was cast away by the inventor, Of the nail, freewill, and big trap door, Open me up and see the idea of mechanism, Gear turning artistry bled dry by prison, Shapes and sizes define the legend of a majesty, But I'd rather be happy with finger-painting my tapestries, I'm the last recognized but the first to be heard, Education is the key so everybody says…word Preferred by the herd to perfect my speech, Cause every nerd in the world needs what I teach, A radical comic so divine with sonnets, That my phonics translate to make heavy harmonics, I'm on it, like the land of real natives, You got it, like the greed that enslaves us, To trust, the rush of commercials and billboards, Selling you hip-hop but we don't need more, Industry costumes with nothing but volume, Loud mouth cookie cutters playing the baby boom, By selling their kids drugs, with a verse and hook, Come on, get that ghetto slang, get that ghetto look, Putting the rebellion in the glow of the spotlight, Shutting up the right with a left and a street fight, Making ya'll bounce to these tracks like pro tools, Rule breaking level headed ready to spite these fools, Ya'll got no clue, what the three can do, Turn the world on its ear so they can hear the truth,


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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