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Morning Glory lyrics - Return Of Tha Bomb


(feat. Spade & Loon)
  withe poverty at home charity is gone
  we're sending money overseas to help the ones we bomb
  we got a full file down at the pentagon
  you know the CIA they hate us & they want us gone
  we're taking a dookie on the white house lawn
  we're trying to turn the T.V. Off & the people on
  now we're all slaves
  tryin to buy ourselves free
  that's why everybody's singin about cash money
  All around see sin changin' faces
  heads catching cases
  blocks not with cops
  different shots in different places
  see traces of body parts
  why you wanna start, black?
  reactions are fatal
  heads rock like cradles
  these projects like stables
  it's racial genocide
  open your eyes the snapshots
  the haves & the have-nots
  and the gat cops
  cause self preservation is the first rule
  it's time to take a stand in this cesspool
  playaz play the game we keep rollin on
  slow down drivin' on empty
  with my mind strapped to a bomb
  i got a fist of caps
  an something to say
  standin' on the corners
  east of "A"
  playaz play the game
  while we slow drive the bomb
  don't give me that shit about how you're misunderstood
  you're just a big bitch from hollywood
  passing bums on the street in your designer gaps
  the only gap i see is under that designer hat
  and the one between the hungry poor & wealthy far
  motherfuckers sleepin' in the rain on a concrete mat
  i'm not a pimp, i'm just a carpenter by trade
  but at night i'm tryin to get hip-hop and punk married
  so get up for the freedom fight
  we got the world in our hands & our hands at our sides
  get up for the freedom fight
  we got the world in our hands so let's decide
  return tha bomb
  revolution, sweaty palms
  civilians bearing arms
  armageddon is on are you prepared to fight
  the fight of your life
  in the heat of the night
  a thousland sleepless nights
  no light in sight
  fightin' the power with gun powder in the final hour
  there's only room for soldiers for cowards
  it's a new wave vietnam
  democracy is gone
  we've been slaves to long
  it's time to return tha bomb
  we need to get up & help each other out
  cause this shit is getting iller & the leaders are the killers
  cause we're sinkin' fast quicker & the poverty gets thicker
  drop the bass like a renegade ace
  we're bringin rome down on it's fuckin' face
  talkin truth could get you killed
  but don't place your bet
  it's when the people rally
  that they really feel the threat
  Get up off your ass cause times are movin' fast no day is promised this day might be your last
  The Time is now you can't control the crowd the american nightmare is a mushroom cloud
  leave your slogans and banner at home
  we're gonna take this motherfucker like rome
  grab your pitchforks, your gats and come on
  were gonna roll on up and slow drive home the bomb...

Morning Glory lyrics - Return Of Tha Bomb

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