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The Wiseman
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« on: October 27, 2007, 09:20:47 PM » |
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Been writing a few songs to some beats lately. Unfortunately dont have a mic or studio equipment but I'll prolly hit up my buddys place. You don't have to read them all, just give some feedback on what you do read
Just Stop
quote me on it, when i tell u that u need to stop believe it ok, half these cats actually believe they hot im tactically releasing shots, smackin u mcs for props and snatchin up ur piece to rock, you too weak to box you nerdy muthafuckas, worthless surburb dwellers shut the mic off cause you aint got shit to tell us u got everything in life tryna act rebellious spit ur little garbage, "look at what im rappin fellas" actin like they got heat, all they doins cappin pellets actin like they really baggin crack in packs to sell it im like david galleger let the hammer crack your melon wackass muthafuckas actin like u actually felons this game is a quarter now im flippin to the other side ur corporate label tell u how u really oughta rhyme the north to the west to the east to the southern kind the same shit on every track, never switchin up the lines
hiphop was taken over by a corporate scheme to turn everything thats real into profits and means revolution of the system was a possible dream but now its over thanx to those who woulda lost everything u spit it how u live it, your little life is nonexistant those who own you made your gimmick for a paid percentage corporate representatives molded your image a general image of what they think your people represented they the landlord you a tentant, they the owner you a peasant you the people, they the senate, cause they own it, you just rent it talkin shit about the game spittin how its fake sittin on your comp talkin aliens and outerspace i delete your cool edit pro you little powderface i catch u at ur daddys mansions ill pound ur face their alternative is worse than it, its weaker than shit so its not just your mom and dad who think u should quit
manuever through the game, like a bullet to ur brain breakin through the path goin straight through to the main im staff infection muthafucka, takin down ya rosta im takin over stations like the people of oaxaca they turned the revolution into purchasin the products from breakas to consumers, gold chains and watches they stopped the revolution so i turn on these imposters gucci, prada, sponsoring the murderin of cultures monolithic hegemonic culture is the base in iraq they wipe out the ruins of an ancient race theyll build a mall overneath the ruins of babylon they replaced 50 over ruins of battle songs coke cola motorola sponsorin the pilgrimage halliburton, bechtel, sponsorin the pillagin i listen to that shit that will bump the system but what about that shit that says fuck the system
the south is rising
they complain about the massive influx of mexicans givin aid to the same government oppressing them while nafta is part of the same foreign policy that turns economies into corporate colonies raped the indigenous and stole their land this is the expansion of a corporate brand no jobs in sight, take flight for life or u can stand like chiapas and fight for life come to america looking for a wage it ends up the same, they end up as slaves we swept em from the land right beneath their feet all their businesses are gone so they cant compete they dont even mention our foreign interventions central americans were murdered by our henchmen u wanna talk takin over lets look at Baja pour a little liquor for the people of oaxaca
Hook the south is comin up, movin through the border try to make food, clothes, shelter, and water but fuck that, we take all the power for the people we all rulers now, nobodys illegal stand on a land that drips in blood organize together, no power is above we global citizens, fuck the racist laws once we see this, we unite for the cause
zapatistas, strapped with heatas, takin a stand while the minutemen embody the ideals of the klan killing off the immigrants as subhuman citizens try to make a livin, rape and imprison em the u.s. working class, divisions that you split in it your profits skyrocket, its only why u let em in starvin on pennies, no government benefits you claim they takin over out of patriotic ignorance latin america where the people are displaced dictatorships created in the united states bustin unions, cover up abuses with a smiley face sweatshop economy where workers die in climbing rates their territory raped in 1848 this whole debate is based on ignorance and hate they dont get shit but they deserve to take now take to the streets, your reality you make
Hook the south is comin up, movin through the border try to make food, clothes, shelter, and water but fuck that, we take all the power for the people we all rulers now, nobodys illegal stand on a land that drips in blood organize together, no power is above we global citizens, fuck the racist laws once we see this, we unite for the cause
workers black white and brown tryna find a reason why and how benefits are gone, wage rate is climbing down look around, they blame on these migrants to our ground our focus off the boss, everybody fightin now cause when u striking out, thats when they strike you down immigrants are pulled in for the purpose of reducing workers in the union, and further they reducing wages even further, while they increase the producing a fair wage for immigrants would stop this process it maxes out their profits, look at the bosses the migrant worker tryna feed his kids is not the reason corporate greediness got the working class bleeding from mexico to china its a virus of the system and the billions of people on this planet are the victims livin in this prison of capitalism our brothers are through class, not nationalism
Hook the south is comin up, movin through the border try to make food, clothes, shelter, and water
but fuck that, we take all the power for the people we all rulers now, nobodys illegal stand on a land that drips in blood organize together, no power is above we global citizens, fuck the racist laws once we see this, we unite for the cause
the opium
god i hit u with the desert eagle when i see u jesus aint my leader, nor the leader of the people you can catchin me layin on the roof of the cathedral theres no such thing as evil, hit the reverend and the priest too wheres this little path that they claim they try to lead to exploited by the powers and they tell u to be peaceful priests wipin fecal matter off of they dicks actin like a baby cradle rockin these kids im like a can opener, offin they lids when i take em out i put a foot on top of they ribs so when i enter in they church everyone turns around just my presence is enough to burn it to the ground like anarchists in the 30s, im prepared to wet em up im not a satanist or any superstituous fuck give it up, the mental bonds that holdin you back sedated and degraded, by the holiest cats
in Africa, they given children missionary Bibles so they can fuck em in the ass missionary style apparently food and charity are just a rarity its either God's punishment or God doesnt care for me either way its not a false god thats the problem economic exploitation has the people starvin and you backin up the wealthy reciting your verses but you a clever wordsmith when you preaching in the churches all your followers are blind so they cant see that you a merchant herdin in the sheep but i disperse em with my verses deep inside your heart you really think that they are worthless tellin em that they should find God as a purpose and this goes to all religions with their contradictions struggle for the afterlife for a pot to piss in they preachin tolerance but really they in competition to eliminate each other, i just say good riddance
the Bible was compiled, written by the masters reciting holy verses as they hit you with them lashes prepare the troops for slaughter, bathe in holy water the bodies of the daughters, sons, mothers, and fathers while the mass murderers sanctify religious martys send their followers to die like they cattle fodder behind the rhetoric you find economic dogma the intifada of the palestinians jihada is a call to fight the occupation of the armada as they claim the conflict is religious holy war its a fight between the rich and the poor for more suicidal bombs are not a part of Islam it was created by conditions that were forced upon as the israeli air force is steady droppin bombs i dont believe in god, the bible, or the quran i believe in the oppressed cause together we strong
everybodys talking (about revolution)
everybodys talkin about glocks and shotties poppin the life we live is survival, u know its not an option them dudes on the corner got it poppin for the profit counting up the rocks when they got the stock in communities are ruined, so the people get to coppin poppie, corporate investors got the stocks in the government is hustlin and then they move the cops in a 9 to 5 or 6 by 9 either way we locked in common people forced to robbin cause they all starvin three people in the house, everybody got a job but they still struggle over meals, on the kitchen table sobbin they still struggle over bills, this is what the market causes and the media blames nobody for the problems except you, they relay the logic of the bosses and if you gotta live man i aint knockin needs the corporate industry murders thousands over greed they dont loose a wink of sleep cause they dont see em bleed employ us all for pennies, its our labor which they feed so when we sellin rocks we the scapegoats of the system we got no choice but to sell just to make a livin they go at us, not the ones on top of the prism over 2.2 mil are locked in the prisons man you best acknowledge it, its more than rubberbands its all geopolitics, democrats republicans follow foreign policy of corporate governance the narcodollars flood the system, this is real hustlin the nemesis is those who plan to take away the benefits even though the subsidies to corporations endlessness focus on the killas not the socialist guerillas but major corporations makin billions in the pillage and whats the difference between suicidal bomb attacks and the shock and awe of military when we drop em on Iraq they destroy dissent through the covert COINTEL you know it well, free speech is just a quote to sell a corporate lie at best, they monopolize the press when you sorting through the mess you find profits are success in the land of opportunity, soon youll see the truth discreet private profit dominates not belief in human needs bottom organizing is what workers truly need when we free ourselves, is the only way we truly free fuck the leaders, buck the heaters, we dont need an army we do for self dont need no help, we dont need a party police, unemployment, just a few things they attack you with religion and t.v. just a few things they distract you with we dont the need the government, we dont need the church read to self-educate, mental freedom's needed first tech rounds that we squeeze and burst, just increase the hurt if we change the aim direction then well really bleed em worse
and everybody talkin about revolution its more than just shootin, its more than just music revolution is a process that we undergo take our labor for ourselves, all the hungry know and everybody talkin about revolution its more than just shootin, its more than just music the best government is the one that governs no and the best corporation is the one thats gonna go
Street's Asylum (only have the first verse)
this is a call for the mothers, brothers, and sisters to take up arms its time to stop being victims slanging rocks on the corner, and they try to convict em but when they look for who to blame, its pointed back at the system the street is an asylum to keep us contained redlining, gentrifying, got the people in chains but as long as blood continues straight bleedin through my veins i will put it to u muthafuckas each and everyday on the same sidewalks where we herded in a pack theres blood flowin through the streets in each and every crack but they locked you in this competition, conflict and division destroyed freedom fighters with the drugs that they had shipped in
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