Can you here the winds of change As they're blowing on the streets From the school yards where we ran To the cafes where we eat From the lips of common
the facts Don't just settle for The idea of freedom (freedom?) Purchased on a battle field (freedom?) Tell me what's it gonna take... what's it gonna take
I woke up again today To a world so broke and full of hate Tried to pretend that it's ok But it cut so deep there was no escaping This world is so fucked
breath But when it does it had better run like hell 'Cause the remaining passengers won't be taken as well What it took: both can't survive Just remember whatever it takes
Your heart pumps its last pint of blood Your eyes roll to the back of your head And with your last breath I woke up dripping in sweat Recapture the
Of death and sharpest function Of bronze and blaze Tribulation these are So divine a loss this day Remember me I am the thief Revolution screams From
When he hit you with that game You be like, 'A'ight, dude, whatever' And sleep on it, put like a week on it Get the Benz Jeep and creep on it Do you,
the block is a part of me Freedom fighter like Richard Carter be It's deep how the street knowledge beef 'Cause it ran like a code inside of me It's
it don't let the money become you you take it and revolve it no matter how you get it you hustle and go get it square stick with it make sure all the
/ if you refuse to be fead then we'll shove it down your throat/ eat it when the seasons dead we'll seiz it/ the disease will spread yes its needed/ fans
I shop for that D Not the 17th, the real niggas in that 3 Play wit em, hard head niggas they split em Raw dope they sell it, I get it I can tell it How it
done, you know how it run Spray places, covered faces, beat cases A big mouth will get your teeth knocked the fu*k out Keep it ninja, take money, stay
me Freedom Fighter Like Richard Carter be It's deep how the street knowledge beef 'Cause it ran like a code inside of me It's practical, not scholarly
the brainstem .. [B1] It's Big 1 son, Jamaica Queens is the turf And I'ma exploit, heaven and earth, for what it's worth It's the MC extrordinaire,
it Don't let the money become you you take it and revolve it No matter how you get it you hustle and go get it square stick with it Make sure all the
keep the brainstem .. [B1] It's Big 1 son, Jamaica Queens is the turf And I'ma exploit, heaven and earth, for what it's worth It's the MC extrordinaire
