[Chorus]
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If we can't live in peace then fuck it let's die
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They aint tryin' to hear us then fuck it let's ride
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Catch a traitor then stick a needle in his eye
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Smash mode soilder we runnin' out of time
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[Verse 1]
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From Zumbi dos Palmares na mata fechada
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To Commando Vermelho bustin at the cops with them choppas
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Che Guevara and Castro bangin' in Cuba
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To the Zapatistas and Latin kings that bust with that Rugger.
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We ain't forgot but baby boy that block still hot
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People still broke they went from snortin' coke to that hop
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Tryin' to escape and take your brain up up and away
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And you ain't gotta worry about them bills that don't get paid
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Ho's get made in the 7th 8th 9th and 10th grade
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Studyin' that trickin' game as if they takin' a trade
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Little brothers is getting smothered like potatoes and gravy
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Got a name and street fame Jesus Christ couldn't save him
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And he gonna ride until that day he gone
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Slide him that black or chrome
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Live in your facial erase you and hit that gas get gone
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Why am I still in chains why am I still a slave
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Why am I poor and broke strugglin' workin' minimum wage
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[Chorus]
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If we can't live in peace then fuck it let's die
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They aint tryin' to hear us then fuck it let's ride
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Catch a traitor then stick a needle in his eye
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Smash mode soilder we runnin' out of time
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[Verse 2]
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Let me get a hit of that nicotine
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Let me get a line of that na' mean
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Let me get a sip of that Vodka Cran
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Let a mutha' fucka' know who I am
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Gonna get high cause the world is low
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Let me start a fire cause the world is cold
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Cut the barbed wire get inside and ride
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Tear this shit down spittin' line for line
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Once I get in it I vowed that I'd finish
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I'm wild till the ending no smile when I'm spittin'
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And fuck Thanksgiving cause I ride with the heartless
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And fight for my Goddess the hardest of artist
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That's given em' problems
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And fuck your congress
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[Chorus]
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If we can't live in peace then fuck it let's die
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They aint tryin' to hear us then fuck it let's ride
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Catch a traitor then stick a needle in his eye
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Smash mode soilder we runnin' out of time
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[Verse 3]
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He worked for 30 years retired now he's checkin' to check it
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The corporation got richer from his bleedin' and sweatin'
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The government ain't got no safety net he ran out of blessings
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And they cuttin' social security cause they don't respect him
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So now he sits on the curb wanders 'round
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Sleeps on the ground walks for miles
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Couldn't pay his bills so he lost his house
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And that's what the deal is all about
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Either get rich or you gonna' get pimped
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Either shout first or you gonna' get hit
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Land of the free and home of the brave
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Land of the G's and home of the slave
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[Chorus]
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If we can't live in peace then fuck it let's die
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They aint tryin' to hear us then fuck it let's ride
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Catch a traitor and stick a needle in his eye
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Smash mode soilder we runnin' out of time
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Revolutionary Beat
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Flipsyde |