Every Day I Wake Up On The Wrong Side Of Capitalism
by Sun Rise Above
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Root and Branch
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The Ashes of Eagles
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Stockhold Syndrome
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Incarceration
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Every Day (I Wake Up)
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Mon River Flow
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Love Hate Relationship
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What's The Point?
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Kamikaze
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Yea Right
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Blood (On Your Loafers)
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Obomba
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Surrender
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The Rub
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Blow
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Memorial Day (Interlude)
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The Human Cost
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released 28 July 2011
Mixed by 7Wounds. Cover by Kevin K Ryan.
Mixed by 7Wounds. Cover by Kevin K Ryan.
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- Track Name: Root and Branch
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Smash! Black night stick cave your brains in
Sun Rise Above what? Fire to the cave men
Live on stage for the billions of slaves
Getting killed for a wage, this is our coming of age
One of the ways the twilight becomes hundreds of days
Splash! Some of the waves crashed, under the placed smashed
A great smash, feeling the ceiling is plate glass
Break it, illing, the penicillin will take it
The sacred overthrown in the uprising
Shake it like weight strapped in upper cup sizes
Shut eyes, it's closed, it's no better than blindness
Find us in back of the factory packing it in
Rapping man and asking them how it can happen again
Filling the void with grammar, the hammer is tapping it in
Sickle star, cut shine, drip will ripple far
Bust rhymes, in the middle, it'll hit the Czar
Or whoever the ruler is, we're rolling like hooligans
Pulling pins on hand grenades, fanning the flames
Plan for the days, when the card house will cave in
Raving mad sounds for the hounds in the basement - Track Name: The Ashes of Eagles
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I'm the voice of the working poor, laboring for minimum wage
Like men in a cage, I'm the memory of slaves
Never forget, I'm like what a typhoon is to waves
In effect like gravity on your ass as you age
On the mic I sound like a million bats in a cave
Trapped, trying to find a way out and scratching in vein
I'm the rats that show up after it rains
I'm the scars that appear on your body after the pain
The soldier in the army, the brain in the body
Similar to Jamie Bain, I'm insane with the shottie
But my target is not a boxer, it's capitalists and cops
This rap is like a derailed train the way it stops ya
Dead in your tracks, I'm ahead of the facts
I'm the satellite, GPS and lines on the map
A seventy second long song that you keep winding on back
'Cause like an anorexic, it's stuck in your head that it's fat
So I could give fuck less about MTV player
I'm the virus that formatted your MP3 player
The slayer of nonsense, proletarian conscious
A rogue state armed with nuclear missile launchers - Track Name: Stockhold Syndrome
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Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Need an escape, gotta get it bought a lottery ticket
Probably isn't a winner but I'm in a poverty prison
And desperate, American Dreaming seeming clandestine
So the twenty I just spent is my only investment
The rest spent on food, rent and other expenses
Defenseless, smothered in violence, utterly senseless
Hence this, entrenched mental state that I been dwelling in hell
Been so long without the sun I'm drained from melanin, still
Burned and frost bit as higher the cost get
I lost it, wary, head buried like an ostrich
Feather duster, never trust another person
The void worse when, avoid water even when I'm thirsting
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Wouldn't swim to freedom even when I could
Though others often tried, I never would because I'm ossified
Lost a lot living as I'm giving to the world
But, got nothing but crumbs back, I'm learning to love that
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Yo Seven, bring the track back
Yep, I think I heard a shackle snap
Chain gang, working all day just to maintain
Then they pull a Walker Mubarak upon your wages
Outrageous, billions of slaves locked into cages
I may just, bust free with one of these cuff keys
Knock off the overseer and so no one's here to bust me
Either your with me or you isn't
Can't live inside a prison no more, waiting for visits
I must be free, I see the horizon, a rising sun
And dying one step away is better than this death decay
This the way, make a move, take us through the exit
Our great escape ended while shoveling under fences
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it
Been in chains I didn't recognize freedom
Been a slave so long, I didn't know it when I seen it - Track Name: Incarceration
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You lost your right to live when they sentenced you to prison
Feeling cold and empty, gutted like from an incision
Some fall back on religion, last refuge of a free faller
(And mommas not there) And you can't call her
So Holla If You Hear Me through the cell well
It's like being trapped in hell, I'm trying to tell y'all
When you lock men in cages they can turn to animals
Contagious, dog eat dog, rabid cannibals
Start off in the bullpen where you'll spend many hours
Sleeping on a concrete floor, ain't getting any showers
Stomach growing from the phony two-tone bologna that they feed you
Leave you lonely in a room full of thousands
Pounding on the blocks with your head, wishing your dead
Instead of buried alive inside a nine by ten
Wishing you were kissing your children or with your girl
Instead of dreaming of what life's like back in the world
Inside these cement caves, live modern day slaves
Working for corporations that pay a dollar a day
It's takes cash to make, so it goes to where the monies are
Build more prisons, I give them another twenty bars - Track Name: The Anti-Capitalistic Mentality
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I'm anti capitalism, bashing the system
Smashing the prison walls, pound till it all falls down
I'm anti capitalism, bashing the system
Smashing the prison walls, pound till it all falls down
Take a walk on the wild side, billions of criminals piled high
My mouth dry from bitching of prison systems from outside
But I'm behind bars still, blinded by my mind scars
The rhyme star waiting on the way to the pine box
I might start kicking at cops stop the ticketing
Plot thickening, taking digs at pigs that are slicker than
Nipples dripping in liquor, hip hop I'm dickering
Dip dive, check it as we socialize the means of production
'Cause I'm anti capitalism and it's enforcers
Who force us to work and in the course they jerk us
In a never ending roundabout, circle but we found them out
Read between the lines, if you're new at this I'll sound it out
X Marx the spot, whether factory or parking lot
Study all you can but then do the things that Karl cannot
Overthrow, from the Himalayas to the Poconos
Local goes world wide through channels when we open those
I'm anti capitalism, bashing the system
Smashing the prison walls, pound till it all falls down
I'm anti capitalism, bashing the system
Smashing the prison walls, pound till it all falls down
It's asinine, rivers ruined by gas and mines
Passing by waters you can't drink, and cash is why
Acid flies out of smoke stacks, and broke backs
For workers with no cash, you hope that they're pacified
Classified info, the media is passing lies
Class supplies the same, schools never say to ask them why
Abuses of the pipeline, that's a sewage crap supply
Keep making waves until the change into a massive tide
'Cause I'm anti capitalism and ideology
Iconoclast rap for the class that will demolish these
Policies to feed all, give us what we need y'all
Beat back the tsunami with a giant sea wall
Malecón, I'm underground like the catacombs
Until then, I'm killing with words within the battle poems
But of course it's not enough, no me without an us
Salt of the earth, rebirth, we've gotta plow it up
I'm anti capitalism, bashing the system
Smashing the prison walls, pound till it all falls down
I'm anti capitalism, bashing the system
Smashing the prison walls, pound till it all falls down - Track Name: Every Day (I Wake Up)
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Feeling like a fly stuck to fly paper
Or a stressed office worker jumping off top of a sky scraper
I'll take you, deep in the ground
To where my step pop is found in a mine digging coal all the time
Perhaps one to make it out without getting black lung
I hope from my heart, already know where the rap's from
Trapped in a modern day manslaughter, it's real
Asbestos in the lungs is what killed my grandfather
I couldn't of ran further, fleeing the factory
Constantly looking in back of me, wondering why it had to be
Battling the power since grade school
Deploring unjust authority, conformity, momma didn't raise a fool
Say what you like, call me fringe left or lazy
But if you think I'll be a slave, you must be fucking crazy
Maybe we'll be free or maybe I just wish this
But I'd rather fight and lose than ever settle for this shit
Every day I wake up on the wrong side of capitalism
Poverty, feeling like I'm trapped in a prison
That's why I'm attacking the system, trying to find a way out
Lay out a path to liberation at last
Every day I wake up on the wrong side of capitalism
Poverty, feeling like I'm trapped in a prison
That's why I'm attacking the system, trying to find a way out
Lay out a path to liberation at last
Another day, another dollar, makes me wanna holla
Ring around the blue collar, white collar, pink collar
Think all of us are in the same ship slowly sinking
Drinking water poison nectar ought to see a doctor
Got a lot of pent up anger, for the strap hanger
Traffic on the highway, thank god it's Friday
Another five days, unless you're working on the weekend
Seeking something better, brothers, sisters, gotta come together
Under weather hurricane, storm pouring murdering
Umbrellas snap, impact flood mud cellars
One tell us something, other tell us something whole different
No difference, with politicians, fuck the whole system
No overtime, no job, rents unpaid
Bills late, laid off, depression doesn't feel great
Still state cut back the services and murder us
Foreclosures mailed out while banks are getting bailed out
Every day I wake up on the wrong side of capitalism
Poverty, feeling like I'm trapped in a prison
That's why I'm attacking the system, trying to find a way out
Lay out a path to liberation at last
Every day I wake up on the wrong side of capitalism
Poverty, feeling like I'm trapped in a prison
That's why I'm attacking the system, trying to find a way out
Lay out a path to liberation at last - Track Name: Mon River Flow
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My grandma used to wake up before dawn
Take a loaf of bread, break it up and throw it on the lawn
And wait for the birds to come along
Her only entertainment, every single day spent
Lived a long life, but she suffered in enslavement
'Cause my grandad had a brain like a cave man
Gave that to him when he grew up in the ruins
Of a modern day slave state, they stay moving
In the coal mine, take slate make cake bakery
Fakery from politicians, preachers teaching false religions
All collisions based on class get the chase on
Takes on different forms, get the darn place wrong
Make songs kick about bitching 'cause the day's long
Nine to five, six to ten, stick you with the kids again
Winter then spring summer brings on a picture then this
Yo, I flow like the Mon River
Ohio, Allegheny, locks and damns can't contain these bars
That I float down the moat like a barge
Making waves like marchers on May Day
I miss Nook, kiss cooks when I go to diner
Know a sinner's living when a prude says he's sinning
Giving change to a beggar 'cause I do a little better
Doesn't hurt me if he buys booze, dying makes you thirsty
Curse these quotes damn, cream of the crop but I'm flotsam
Broker than a trash man, I'm cashing in coke cans
Nickle pounds, born in the storm of the trickle down
Dog eat dog, Heinz, I'm in a pickle now
Kicking sounds at you, firing iron in a different town
Listen how New York to Pusan I get around
Litter pile gutter talk, word to mother other thought
Love a hot brew, hate a few, plus I cuss a lot
trestles rot out of bridges, not just outer edges
Roads falling into river, infrastructure get the picture
Digi cam, in Japan, drank ate with Miki and
The whole crew, Right To Be Lazy, I'm a busy man
Yo, I flow like the Mon River
Ohio, Allegheny, locks and damns can't contain these bars
That I float down the moat like a barge
Making waves like marchers on May Day
I'm not a populist my motto is to knock you out your ocular sockets
Rocket fuel, stopping hip hop innocuous
Binoculars peeping you sleeping in the metropolis
Window shades are obsolete when wind blows off the street
Democracy been hypocrisy since the Acropolis
Topple this rash, bash capital in the proper sense
Monstrous impoverishment along side of opulence
Occupants of substandard housing get your documents
Ready to make confetti, any way to make a better life
Feather light, float away know to say nothing when I'm bluffing
Through a job interview, in a miniscule place
Just a phase, got time? In a minute you'll
Realize, living in a war and battles been a few
Plentiful blood drip rubber for your tennis shoes
Been a true rebel many days ain't been slayed yet
Not that they haven't tried, I just haven't died yet
Yo, I flow like the Mon River
Ohio, Allegheny, locks and damns can't contain these bars
That I float down the moat like a barge
Making waves like marchers on May Day - Track Name: Love Hate Relationship
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It's all dialectics
The thesis, antithesis now the synthesis
I love firing guns, but getting more than tired of war
Rock jeans, but hate uniform working clothes
I hate bosses, but I love working folks
Nine to five survive still find time to laugh and joke
Of course I love good times, but I hate the bad
I rock hip hop, you've got to stop chasing fads
Making that trash, rap clowns get slapped down
Chest left with Seven Wounds, goons on a crack down
I love nice things, but sure hate the high prices
Ice rings, bling blood diamonds in the club shining
One time and government spies, under disguise
Cover your eyes and hide, the flood, blood on the rise
I love world travel, but I can't stand borders
Crossing get the picture quick with the camcorder
Can't stand land hoarders locking down hectares
Check their modi operandi and I
Can't stand getting stranded by airlines
Wasting time in airports, their lines
Dare I say, they should be public property
That would be flyer than relying on monopolies
I hate crowded places, love a lot of faces
Caught a case, hate it and jake taught to chase us
I detest cages, so when I break free
I jet like a runaway slave running away, hey - Track Name: What's The Point?
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I'm trying to pay my rent, make some cents and get some bones
Take a long trip to the studio to spit these poems
Kids trying to get rich, get whips, get chains
Get kicks, that's why they do shit that's insane
Bosses trying to get your bread, cops are trying to split your head
If you read Marx, Engels, Luxemburg they wish you dead
I'm trying to get a job 'cause this recession hit musicians hard
Listen y'all, I'm broken like a record, burn a lit cigar
I'm trying to drop another, album that's got a cover
Made my Kevin, recorded by 7Wounds soon
I'm trying to get peace, spit these words of wisdom
Heard the system crack, set free like a bird in prison
I'm trying to stay alive, survive another thirty years
Only fear is thirty more living in a dirty war
I'm trying to get right, live life like a human
Write a few lyrics, hope a couple of you hear it - Track Name: Prelude to a Revolution
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They wanna kill me dead, fill my head with pills of lead
Even if I'm found underground, I'll still be read
You can kill a man, but can't kill a revolution
Open warfare in the streets, there heads are shooting
I'm talking bang bang, billion man chain gang
Obama sold you change, but he's giving you the same thing
We've been rocking solid wool glasses for too long
Next time I'm coming through with more than just a new song - Track Name: Kamikaze
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Suicide bomb, armed ready to go off
Blow off targets, Wall Street free market
Spark it with the match watch the fuse burn rapidly
Attack of the backpack pipe bomb the mics on
This is frustration, my conditions are my motivation
Five o'clock news tune in I'll be the sole sensation
Analysts and psychologists are the panelists
Front page coverage from New York to Los Angeles
Can you handle this? Having trouble understanding this
Anger, furious, yo my situation is serious
A man can only handle so much until he snaps
Straw after straw, last straw broke the camel's back
In fact, I see no reason for living
And I can't go on, so it's either this or give in
Listen, one life to live one life to give
So give a kiss to my wife and kids
You can't beat city hall but you can blow it to the fucking ground
It's rebel radio broadcasting from underground
If you love the sound, pump it up and spread the word around
And don't stop till the shots heard around the world
You can't beat city hall but you can blow it to the fucking ground
It's rebel radio broadcasting from underground
If you love the sound, pump it up and spread the word around
And don't stop till the shots heard around the world
Yes, this is change you can believe in
Stopping every politician out there breathing
Yo let me explain this, voting never changed shit
Casting ballots for four more years of the same shit
Nah, we organize on the ground level
We're capitalism's gravediggers, gave us the shovels
Can you dig it? 'Cause the ground is already soft
From the tears of the millions of children that's dying every year
They feed on your fear and obedience is weakness
They want to kill me 'cause I dare to speak this
While the preachers preach this turn the other cheek shit
Meekness can only keep us from inheriting the earth
Worse than being slaves is to cave to the conditions
If we've got the key, why are we locked in prison?
It's an explosive situation, a time to make decisions
And blow the door right off the mother fucking hinges
You can't beat city hall but you can blow it to the fucking ground
It's rebel radio broadcasting from underground
If you love the sound, pump it up and spread the word around
And don't stop till the shots heard around the world
You can't beat city hall but you can blow it to the fucking ground
It's rebel radio broadcasting from underground
If you love the sound, pump it up and spread the word around
And don't stop till the shots heard around the world
Blown away as a result of the explosives
Improvised devices decisive in battle
Level whole blocks turn blow windows out of buildings
Listen, nitroglycerin is very beneficial
Fragments hit your tissue, shrapnel's coming at you
This is every day when an insurgency's attacking you
Trapping in your home, thinking you're safe there
But we're tracking you and yea, bombs can be placed there
There's no escape we hold your fate in our hands
This is the result of occupying these lands
It was your attack that forced us to fight back
But we don't have helicopters airplanes or tanks
Like prisoners with a shank, we work with what we got
Small arms and homemade bombs can do a lot
So you might get shot, or you might get blown apart
Defeated in battle like Napoleon Bonaparte - Track Name: Yea Right
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They'll defend your right to live til the day that you're born
But right after that, your right to life is gone
Ain't got a right to food or right to a job
Or right to a place to live 'cause the right is a fraud
Fuck the right 'cause they really don't like us
Strike us with terrorism, there's millions there in prison
Killing is their position, for profit 'cause nothing tops it
They'll steam roll ya lean on ya till they pop a socket
Then drop a toxic rocket on top of your block and knock it
Over, there's no talking it over, Glock in the holster
Jocking it closer than the heroes that you've got on your poster
You're supposed to vote a ballot invalid callously coax ya
The most you can expect is a job to collect a check
But the one's that getting richer are sticking you for the rest
Yes, this is how it goes for the workers they're out to jerk ya
Perpetrating, claiming saving when they're more like a satan
Hating women, trying to chain them to kitchens, pitching religion
Living in modern conditions yet dripping in superstition
True division with the rich and the poor, listen there's more
This edition is listed under the heading of sedition
They'll defend your right to live til the day that you're born
But right after that, your right to life is gone
Ain't got a right to food or right to a job
Or right to a place to live 'cause the right is a fraud - Track Name: Illegal (featuring Truth Universal)
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[Truth Universal]
Now get it straight, we didn't risk our lives to assimilate
We came to work and fill our breakfast lunch and dinner plates
I'm in your state but my own culture I won't throw away
Your free trade made me a banana boat stowaway
Wave our flag and embrace the arrogant whites
Don't abandon culture for no stars and stripes
Go back to my country? Well now you're being ignorant
United States was founded by some European immigrants
Who committed genocide, when they came from elsewhere
We just just ask for jobs, drivers licenses and healthcare
You've got the wealth here from exploiting the earth
Tell me why you give a fuck about my country of birth
Exploitation make life in we nation hard
We leave that for an alien immigration registration card
Deport me if you have to but I'm maintaining me innocence
The only thing I'm guilty of is being an immigrant
Say exploitation make life in we nation hard
That for an alien immigration registration card
Deport me if you have to but I'm maintaining me innocence
The only thing I'm guilty of is being an immigrant
[Sun Rise Above]
The immigration debate taking place is mental masturbation
Media saturation, but workers have no nation
Yet today they say that positions an aberration
'Cause internationalism don't mash with their system
Got people imprisoned behind borders, invisible lines
Dotting the globe, capital cross when it please
People drop to their knees, rock their hearts on their sleeves
Nationalists slashing their backs so they constantly bleed
Raise the cost of the seeds, cause the farmers to flee
In search of better cash instead status plunges to second class
Check the trash for bottles and cans, robbed of the land
When the jobs are gone scape goat them that's part of the plan
Although they didn't cause the crisis, ICE is on a swarm
Human beings made illegal with no license to be born
What the hell is going on y'all they've got us divided
Instead of united fighting, we need to override it - Track Name: Blood (On Your Loafers)
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Blood in the streets it's deep I'm swimming in it
It's been a minute since you heard the Red Menace spit it
Definitive meaning even when it seems diminutive
Give infinite reasons for doing what is prohibited
Living in a place where bone breaks are actual
Actual raps are backed by factual sources
Forces combine, ride like wild horses
Or more, this rolling stone bowl into the foul forces
That tortures, bodies are hoisted upon the rack
Heart attack serious snatching jewels out of your Prada sack
Part of that, 'cause god's deader than the art of rap
Target that parasitic, political ball bat
Fall back to behind the line as a I design a rhyme
To supply the fighters with an anthem that excite us
Unite us, I just write this and spit igniting the wick
The fight will inflict damage, joy, build and destroy - Track Name: Obomba
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I'm on a war tour with Obama my man
It never matters where I go, yo there I am
I'm on a war tour with a gun in my hand
Bombing each and every land 'cause Amer I Can
This war is never ending, let's stop pretending
This government keeps its troops everywhere it sends them
Forever, never leaving occupying other lands
Since World War II they've still got troops in Japan
Man, and they plan to keep them there for eternity
Sixty five years later, still got soldiers stationed in Germany
It's U.S.A., hey that's how they do ya
Since 1898 still got a Navy base in Cuba
Guantanamo!
Yea, no matter where we go they adore us
'Cause we always bring McDonald's with us
Plus a couple models with us
What's the problem with us?
Iraq, Afghan, Libyan, what?
Child killing, bomb dropping, tree chopping, huh?
Iraq, Afghan, Libyan, what?
Child killing, bomb dropping, tree chopping, huh?
I'm on a war tour with Obama my man
It never matters where I go, yo there I am
I'm on a war tour with a gun in my hand
Bombing each and every land 'cause Amer I Can
I'm on a war tour with Obama my man
It never matters where I go, yo there I am
I'm on a war tour with a gun in my hand
Bombing each and every land 'cause Amer I Can
Yea, no matter where we go they adore us
'Cause we always bring McDonald's with us
Plus a couple models with us
What's the problem with us?
Iraq, Afghan, Libyan, what?
Child killing, bomb dropping, tree chopping, huh?
Iraq, Afghan, Libyan, what?
Child killing, bomb dropping, tree chopping, huh? - Track Name: Law and Order (featuring 7Wounds)
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[7Wounds]
In the criminal injustice system, poor and desperate people are enslaved while the world's biggest criminals enjoy their spoils. Around the world, masses of people are beginning to fight back. These are their stories.
[Sun Rise Above]
It's time to get rid of that other shit that you've been listening to
Sort of like I robbed you of your iPod
It's my job, to bring the revolution to you
Spears and shields I'm in the field like a Zulu
Warrior, until the working class is victorious
The glorious rebel forces will build up until there's more of us
A hoard of us attacking with no government backing
Sacking bosses, taking no losses as we're unshackling
What's happening brother? Nothing other than some bullshit
Standing on the corner with a red flag and full clip
Tucked inside an SKS, which I ain't supposed to posses
'Cause I'm a felon but I find it kind of compelling
That cops carry Glocks through the streets of New York
When a person like me is stuck with just a knife and a fork
I'm marching right to the court with a fight in my thought
Night at the source, a pig roast, yeah slicing the pork
Coming from out of the gutter they stutter humina humina
Better run for the money 'cause sun they coming to punish ya
Advance glance of the flash dance, it's your last chance
Cultural revolution, cold shooting for gunning ya
Pause, times four, cats blind can't find your
Mind your fucking business, is it on the sidelines or
Up front and personal, fuck stunts when they're hurting you
Word, all you heard was buck buck and they merking you
Blood on your shirt squirting through, die you virtually certain to
True, the blue code of silence will violently curtain you - Track Name: Surrender
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Don't give up on me please, you didn't leave when they had the cuffs on me
Threw me behind bars mind scarred shedding tears
But never fear, forever here, seven years
Punch drunk love like I chugged several beers
Heavens here between us in the midst of hell
The mistake would be colossal if we let this fail
Forget the gale force winds pounding on our shack
Just stick together, regroup and then we'll pound them back
Counter attack, and I'll always be found at your back
Whenever you need it, repeat it like the sound of a gat
Down to exacts, I'm lacking and far from perfect
Out of work, and you hurt when you don't deserve it
Those worthless parasites living off you, but you ain't scared to fight
Prepare for flight 'cause you ain't scared of heights
I swear I might love you more than I love freedom
Let's get them both so we don't have to choose either
It's been a long time, we're still slaving for wages
And when we stand up pigs still caving our brains in
Amazing resistance, maintain persistence
Never give up 'cause it can change in an instance
A hundred years in one day pass, could be Sunday
Or someday after that, glorious aftermath
Until then continue building
Another day another brick in the wall, gets kicked til it falls
It all comes tumbling, stomach grumbling no more
The hungry feed, all of our wants and needs, all can at once proceed
Finally freed from the bondage, no longer held hostage
Imagine, a human community based on unity
No more immunity for corporate criminals that screwing we
It's soon to be real, and then we can heal
Destroy and rebuild - Track Name: The Rub
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I'll never let y'all down
You can check this sound
Twenty years from now
It goes: No sellout, no sellout
I do my best, I see this mic like a test
I'm trying to pass it, but before I do, I'm trying to smash it
Into bits, and leave it atomized
Class clown, detention raps with the baddest lines
Fuck battle rhymes, I don't even do that shit
I rock with Wounds, same time I'm trying to soothe that shit
Oh that's it, hits the spot like shiatsu
Rocks you back and forth like a cradle, will the bow drop?
Ill shit, out to milk it till the cow stops
And dries up, times up, grab the gun sun rise
Up and above, get nothing but love
When we hit the stage from here to Malays with the snub nose
Supporters know they can trust what I write
It's like I'm in love with a gun 'cause I bust what I like
Stay consistent with the seditious rendition
Listen to this and believe in it like a Christian
Except with facts to base it on, now the chase is on
What? United Front, we run it like the race was on
I'll never let y'all down
You can check this sound
Twenty years from now
It goes: No sellout, no sellout - Track Name: Blow
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Doing for rapid movement toward a human community
Actually tracks in place are just making the case for unity
In the face of gratuity, trying to make an annuity
Politicians are screwing me you and claiming impunity
Naked hatred for capital, making papes when they shackle you
Jacking you for your revenue, living upon a pedestal
That's why I'm heretical, got a modern poetical
Locked within their grip til we're ripping off all their tentacles
Venting, never mechanical, ran inside a botanical garden
Pardon the mandible hardened like I'm a cannibal
Never biting a man but I'm hiking like a banana boat
Blisters inside my sandals I covered more land than Hannibal
Seeking to understand how they're sneaking inside the frequency
Keeping me off the radio, precinct frequently peeping me
Telescoping, they're open hoping that you never hear about
The doper flow that I just let go, but yo I air it out, blow - Track Name: The Human Cost
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As I went rolling down that ribbon of highway
This land is my land isn't what I'd say
Signs that I'm passing blast no trespassing
Cash rules everything, which means I'm just a target
Profit, the god that's king on the market
Bring on the rocket launchers that knock us all unconscious
Thirty thousand children die and never hear
Who don't have to, but still get killed that's why I ask you
How many mothers cried today?
How many looked up at the sky and prayed to try and find a way?
Yea, how many children died today?
How many workers gave their lives away so you could live it up?
Huh? How many mothers cried today?
How many looked up at the sky and prayed to try and find a way?
Yea, how many children died today?
How many workers gave their lives away so you could live it up?
Nature is the mother, labor is the father
Capitalism is a rapist that's straight raking it all in
They're balling, the top five percent has got a lot of rent
While I ain't got a single red cent, so I'm dead bent
Liquor in my liver is like religion in my brain
Helping me maintain 'cause I can't withstand the pain
Drain, my blood like vampires my man fired
For being minutes late, got him in a mental state
Man, I hate the way they got it set up, gotta get away
But not a vacay, revolution is my revelation
Never devastation, patient, mind on the hurt
Mine in the dirt where my great grandpa died at his work
How many mothers cried today?
How many looked up at the sky and prayed to try and find a way?
Yea, how many children died today?
How many workers gave their lives away so you could live it up?
Huh? How many mothers cried today?
How many looked up at the sky and prayed to try and find a way?
Yea, how many children died today?
How many workers gave their lives away so you could live it up?
