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No revolutionary old
Or so I'm
left full of bullet-holes
When you tell the people go
Oh, it's a matter of days they try to take me
I heard rang
His bullet got my
I see him take aim
I dreamt this day
I stood in the face of damnation
Satan, spat at him, flat out him
He my blood; why me?
Why not the fake ones who death, man
Fuck it, take one
Can stop me but can't stop a nation
Of millions who feel you deceived
believing reparation makes it even
So I'm deadly now because of one
listening
In Budapest, Japan, China, and
We it in, son
Another passed by--missed me
who plotting to get me
Alphabet still plotting against me
To hush me up and stuff me in the pockets of
You won't remember why they to clip me
When time go by, soon forget me
They say he was the king of bling, jewels, and
Then they use one of my lines to prove I'm guilty
Don't let them me
revolutionaries do live long
Am I one of them? Guess we'll know in due
has rights, can I use mine?
Can I rock shine? Can I have a girl that's too
Got a swell life, tell me, I lose mine?
Every time I turn somebody new dying
Let's start
Ala carte escargot, Escobar, invest my
for the wife, the rest for the children
Knowing that they any time, but until then
I'm at large until shoot me
Million dollar stones and my camouflage
you this crack like Pookie
To question the
Be the
No matter what you are
nigga's
You can by and watch
Or you can march on us