Itll never come close to da....rage built up inside of me...fist in da air in the land of hypocrisy... Come on, although ya try to discredit Ya still never edit The needle, Ill thread it Radically poetic Standin with the fury that they had in 66 And like E-Double Im mad Still knee-deep in the systems shit Hoover, he was a body remover Ill give ya a dose But itll never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown Cause all these punks Got bullets in their heads Departments of police, the judges, the feds Networks at work, keepin people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 11:23:29 +0000