<font size=1><b>(feat. Popeye & Skwert)</b></font>
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Bombs over New York
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And sky below
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Social society in aqua-glo
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Meaning is void in the face of racist reasoning
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Stealing back the world from the police-thieving
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[Popeye]
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and the gun comes down
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when you look in the eyes it's flat like a doll
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like a shark
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living with your lies
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it's gonna kill ya and eat up your soul
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emerald city with a blue wall
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fuck the police
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they have gang control
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we gotta take it back
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everyone get up & lets go
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around the globe it's outta hand
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indonesia & japan
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across the ocean, back again
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england, zaire and iran
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History - shrouded in mystery
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Fight wars for ancestory
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Cops do tha same:
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Continue on the old shame
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Down in the fires for a cop out for fame.
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[Skwert:]
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step to us and we go pow pow
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next thing you know you're lying dead on the ground
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there's no way you'll understand the weight of our lives
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mister officer watch your back tonight
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fuck the police
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they have gang control
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we gotta tear it down everyone let's go
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from pole to pole it's outta hand
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burma, kenya and thailand
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in every city the laws protecting the elite
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fuck the police
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they have gang control
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we gotta tear it down everyone let's go
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individuals who hate man
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with kings license to clean the land
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fill the already one way laws
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[Original Lyrics:]
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[Verse 1]
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I grew up in a third world war
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with tanks out on the street
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6 degrees above the equator
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but not above the police heat
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all around the world this shit is out of hand
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making america look like la la land
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[Verse 2]
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school was interrupted when the bomb sirens sound
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sometimes we wouldn't go at all
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when a curfew shut the country down
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the police killing insurrectors
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everyone's in fear
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but that was an election year
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the first they'd had in 11 years
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Gang Control
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Morning Glory |