Founds total 15 songs
Guerilla Radio
Transmission third world war, third round. A decade of the weapon of sound above ground. Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade. I lick shots at the brutal charade.
Year Of Tha Boomerang
The sistas are in so check the front line. It seems I spent the '80s in a Haiti state of mind. Cast me into classes for electro shock. Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell block.
War Within A Breath
Southern fist. Rise through the jungle mist. Clenched to smash power so cancerous. Black flag and a red star. A rising sun loomin' over Los Angeles. 'Cuz of raza livin' in La La.
Voice Of The Voiceless
Come on, check it. . Through Steel walls your voice blastin' on. True rebel, my brother Mumia I reflect upon. You be the spark that set the prairie fires on.
Sleep Now In The Fire
The world is my expense. The cost of my desire. Jesus blessed me with its future. And I protect it with fire. So raise your fists. And march around. Don't dare take what you need.
New Millennium Homes
Hungry people don't stay hungry for long. They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong. Hungry people don't stay hungry for long. But, they get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for the dawn.
No Shelter
The main attraction, distraction. Got ya number than number than numb. Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin' that. What ya need is what they selling.
New Millenium Homes
Hungry people don't stay hungry for long. They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong. Hungry people don't stay hungry for long. But, they get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for the dawn.
Mic Check
Oh wait a minute now. Ha aha c'mon. Wait a minute now. Check. . To the young R to the E the B to the E the L. Never give up just live up fed upon America.
Maria
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot. Touches the surface of sand. On northern land. As human contraband. Some Rico from Jalisco. Passed her name to the boss.
Guerilla Radio
Transmission third world war third round. Decade of the weapon of sound above ground. No shelter if you're looking for shade. I lick shots at the brutal charade.
Clear The Lane
Hey, yo, let me be front. This is real and not a stunt. I'm comin' to the forefront. Shovel for the rapper and clear the lane. 'Cos this jam is like a tomahawk chop.
Calm Like A Bomb
I be walkin' God like a dog my narrative fearless. Word War returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris. Like steel from a furnace, I was born landless.
Born Of A Broken Man
My fears hunt me down. Capturing my memories. The frontier of loss. They try to escape across the street where. Jesus stripped bare. And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture.
Ashes In The Fall
A mass of hands press on the market window. Ghosts of progress dressed in slow death. Feeding on hunger and glaring through the promise. Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle.
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