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You are now about to begin A great adventure A journey Out of your mind They say the world has been corrupted by the rich folk That's why my freedom got a blaster in my trench coat And, Lady Justice, I'm just coming to cut this bitch throat She ass out like them purple pants Prince wore I'm just sitting here with all these rocket launchers Trying to think of a reason I should listen to my conscious Reaching into my mind for a memory Maybe a promise I made my momma That I would not come out and show out with them choppas My papa ain't around, the system swallowed him whole I couldn't find a promise, guess I'll follow the code: Follow the code of being an outlaw, get every dollar I'm owed Fuck it these white collar criminals trying to swallow the globe They out here getting paid off The backs of the same workers they laid off Then they cut the drug trade off No more getting that weight off These days, you can't even tell a Bernie Sanders from a Bernie Madoff They all the same, bunch of Adolfs Under a different swastika Got a brand new oven for all you hot niggas SongtexteHere come the drum roll... Understand the propaganda That they using to control your mind Cuz it's a psychological battle And they thinking for you! Where thay at tho? And they thinking for you! Nah, tell me where thay at tho? Puppets on the television trying sell a vision Tell them I ain't buying that This is a revolution I'mma let iron clap Till I see execution clap clap fire back They fear their retribution Machine gun preacher Carve psalms in their bullets And you devils gonna feel the word of God When I pull it fear no evil The body snatchers are coming I got my nine cocked They ain't got a chain on my body When they got my mind locked Every book they made me read that was Hoping that the cycle don't stop Like Father Time's watch You see the stencil was saved On to how to mental enslave We was meant to behave Until we enter the grave Mightier than the sword That's what the pencil became Ran out of cheek's to turn This is meant for the brave War, who's ready for war? I ain't talking about the group that sang lowrider ISIS mixed with Al-Quada Coming for us poor outsiders We devout riders Dude I need a lighter I'm smoking weed with some freedom fighters Aus Songtexte Mania