* remake of bdp's "black cop". . (sound of 41 gunshots). . Pump pump pump. All malcolm x massive. (revolution man hold tight soldier ). All rudeboy, hold tight.
Desperately waiting on something thats more than nothing. Ive been here forever waiting just to see your hands. If you hear me cry, its just something, Im always doing and.
'Cause you bleed all the time. The pieces of a broken heart are wasted time. And I can't forgive myself for all the things I've done. But you, you do.
Yo, little Khadejah pops is locked, he wanna pop the lock. But prison ain't nothin' but a private stock. And she be dreamin' 'bout his date of release, she hate the police.
And if I could teach the world to be. I'd teach them all to be something just like me. Frustrated, bitter, depressing. . Perfect, as if my wings were like yours.
It's all love. . I don't eat no meat, no dairy, no sweets. only ripe vegetables, fresh fruit and whole wheat. I'm from the old school, my household smell like soul food, bro.
I watch the walls fall down on Suburbia. Land of the free, home of the self-enslaved. On you, on you, on you, on you. . I watched them bleed, I watched them fall to their face.
Take these animals again. And wrap your ropes around them. Let the demon take you in. And tell us stories about him. I will follow you. . Take these animals again.
Our people are poor, and you know, damn well. Nobody wants to be poor. This play is gonna show how the pigs react. When the people start to take community.
You're all just staring, angry faces. Begging for a place to die.. Or I could leave you where you stand. Up upon that hill that'll fall to the wayside.
Help me. You want me to help you?. Man is evil, capable of nothing but destruction. . Once upon a time. There was a very serious situation growing. There was a farmer and a farmyard filled with animals.
I want to see your eyes, the light, the tunnel. I need to feel your love, this fight, my struggle. Which hand should I cut off? My life in shambles. I'll lose my life right here, but what for? I'm coming home.
Times is getting rough, huh? That's nothing new to us. There's nothing to discuss. Just make adjustments, time is up. This crazy world we live in, they taking, ain't no giving.
It's a deep, red wound, enough to stare. It's a beautiful rose and everyone's aware. You squeeze it tight enough to bleed. But suicide's something we'd rather not mention here.
To me, you were just dead weight. A diluted filter blurring the color away. From what this used to be. Or, or what it could have been. . But nothing's changed.
Check this out. All right its goin' down like this right here. You push you pay. Know what I'm sayin'? Everythin' counts, the trips you pay double. Keep your back straight and count them out loud.
So after all, you needed more than a death threat fall. You needed more, and I let you fall. Into the coffin with your floor-dropped jaw. And I remember you aspiration, your dream to fit in.
The corporate beast has got me. And I've fallen in the trap. This beast it feeds on me. And I'm never coming back. . You've sucked the truth out of me.
These words roll of my tongue like second nature. But Im far from my womb, and you know Im far from you. So when do I come back to you?. Was this already written or have I fallen so far?.