Beats used to bring peace
Now I use it as my piece
Lyrics used to free the soul
Nowadays they arm the streets
Water's neva been still
Still they turn up the heat
Freedom's at arms reach
So I can't accept defeat
Find a wealthy man, you'll find a hundred more
Stuck in poverty
This the soul goal of their demonic economy
Always had vs the never had and never gon' get
The lies that they built never would and they won't sit
A scent of the pie keeps the starvin at bay
But just watch cause a cornered rat is no longer prey
Bullets spit nameless
Yet Aiyana's made famous
They bailing out banks
While the workers steady sankin
Deeper in manure
Chest deep in the sewer
Make it hard to maneuver
When the options gettin fewer
The tears getting heavy in my palms
Cause I'm 9 millimeters away from losing my calm
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
Whether poems, stones, or glocks
Black power's what I prop
See, I'm more like Baraka
And you more like Barack
But it ain't do diplomacy
When you owin' me
Them credit scores and picket fenced in homes
That you throwin me
Don't block the path to freedom
I am nobody's tool
Steph taught me to learn
I am nobody's fool
Them tokens they let past
Make you think it's all cool
But Black wealth is the exception
Ain't never been the rule
And the schools don't educate
They incarcerate the mind
Same food they feed in prison
Givin in the lunch lines
What I address in rhyme
Ain't built for their design
The fist symbolize freedom
You waiting for punchlines
Revolution state of mind
I ain't made for no mag
Stuck in between confederate flags and artificial swag
And I won't lose my pivot
Don't look to me to pass
When I run out of ink
Then a nine will write my wrath
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
How long you gon' turn the other cheek
In the warzone
You accept losing
Then your conclusion is foregone
Holes in his palm
So the struggle's not in vain
And Rome wasn't built nor burnt in a day
Deacons pass trays
Five or Six pass strays
Mama sending hail mary's like it was a pass play
While you sit passive
We crafting paths to pave
In the spirit of the Panthers
Textbooks and gauge
Whether shells or the page
You gon' feel my rage
Auntie poison the stew
I set the field ablaze
Went from hosing marchers
To floodin the ghettos with crack, smack, and AIDS
And still they say the fruit is strange
Mind stayed on freedom
Can't fall to no wage
For the women and the children
In Jesus' name
No bills, but these bars gon' make it rain
Put an end to the terror's reign
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
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James Crow - Denmark Vesey Lyrics
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Beats used to bring peace
Now I use it as my piece
Lyrics used to free the soul
Nowadays they arm the streets
Water's neva been still
Still they turn up the heat
Freedom's at arms reach
So I can't accept defeat
Find a wealthy man, you'll find a hundred more
Stuck in poverty
This the soul goal of their demonic economy
Always had vs the never had and never gon' get
The lies that they built never would and they won't sit
A scent of the pie keeps the starvin at bay
But just watch cause a cornered rat is no longer prey
Bullets spit nameless
Yet Aiyana's made famous
They bailing out banks
While the workers steady sankin
Deeper in manure
Chest deep in the sewer
Make it hard to maneuver
When the options gettin fewer
The tears getting heavy in my palms
Cause I'm 9 millimeters away from losing my calm
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
Whether poems, stones, or glocks
Black power's what I prop
See, I'm more like Baraka
And you more like Barack
But it ain't do diplomacy
When you owin' me
Them credit scores and picket fenced in homes
That you throwin me
Don't block the path to freedom
I am nobody's tool
Steph taught me to learn
I am nobody's fool
Them tokens they let past
Make you think it's all cool
But Black wealth is the exception
Ain't never been the rule
And the schools don't educate
They incarcerate the mind
Same food they feed in prison
Givin in the lunch lines
What I address in rhyme
Ain't built for their design
The fist symbolize freedom
You waiting for punchlines
Revolution state of mind
I ain't made for no mag
Stuck in between confederate flags and artificial swag
And I won't lose my pivot
Don't look to me to pass
When I run out of ink
Then a nine will write my wrath
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
How long you gon' turn the other cheek
In the warzone
You accept losing
Then your conclusion is foregone
Holes in his palm
So the struggle's not in vain
And Rome wasn't built nor burnt in a day
Deacons pass trays
Five or Six pass strays
Mama sending hail mary's like it was a pass play
While you sit passive
We crafting paths to pave
In the spirit of the Panthers
Textbooks and gauge
Whether shells or the page
You gon' feel my rage
Auntie poison the stew
I set the field ablaze
Went from hosing marchers
To floodin the ghettos with crack, smack, and AIDS
And still they say the fruit is strange
Mind stayed on freedom
Can't fall to no wage
For the women and the children
In Jesus' name
No bills, but these bars gon' make it rain
Put an end to the terror's reign
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
Now I use it as my piece
Lyrics used to free the soul
Nowadays they arm the streets
Water's neva been still
Still they turn up the heat
Freedom's at arms reach
So I can't accept defeat
Find a wealthy man, you'll find a hundred more
Stuck in poverty
This the soul goal of their demonic economy
Always had vs the never had and never gon' get
The lies that they built never would and they won't sit
A scent of the pie keeps the starvin at bay
But just watch cause a cornered rat is no longer prey
Bullets spit nameless
Yet Aiyana's made famous
They bailing out banks
While the workers steady sankin
Deeper in manure
Chest deep in the sewer
Make it hard to maneuver
When the options gettin fewer
The tears getting heavy in my palms
Cause I'm 9 millimeters away from losing my calm
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
Whether poems, stones, or glocks
Black power's what I prop
See, I'm more like Baraka
And you more like Barack
But it ain't do diplomacy
When you owin' me
Them credit scores and picket fenced in homes
That you throwin me
Don't block the path to freedom
I am nobody's tool
Steph taught me to learn
I am nobody's fool
Them tokens they let past
Make you think it's all cool
But Black wealth is the exception
Ain't never been the rule
And the schools don't educate
They incarcerate the mind
Same food they feed in prison
Givin in the lunch lines
What I address in rhyme
Ain't built for their design
The fist symbolize freedom
You waiting for punchlines
Revolution state of mind
I ain't made for no mag
Stuck in between confederate flags and artificial swag
And I won't lose my pivot
Don't look to me to pass
When I run out of ink
Then a nine will write my wrath
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
How long you gon' turn the other cheek
In the warzone
You accept losing
Then your conclusion is foregone
Holes in his palm
So the struggle's not in vain
And Rome wasn't built nor burnt in a day
Deacons pass trays
Five or Six pass strays
Mama sending hail mary's like it was a pass play
While you sit passive
We crafting paths to pave
In the spirit of the Panthers
Textbooks and gauge
Whether shells or the page
You gon' feel my rage
Auntie poison the stew
I set the field ablaze
Went from hosing marchers
To floodin the ghettos with crack, smack, and AIDS
And still they say the fruit is strange
Mind stayed on freedom
Can't fall to no wage
For the women and the children
In Jesus' name
No bills, but these bars gon' make it rain
Put an end to the terror's reign
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
They ain't outlaw ya drum
Ain't beating it right
They ain't cut out ya tongue
Ain't speaking it right
Gotta change up the rules once we make it a fight
Freedom come like a thief in the night
Writer: Herbert Brown II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid