Matador (Heavy Skies)

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Daniel Leven

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"The Kids Are Alright"
Can you say that out loud in the night?
Down South under lone-star moonshine
The current state of current state is what they like
Jip me of my currency and tax me on the FIC's
Banging on a cage and I'm only five
Where is social security when we're seventy-five?
Got nothing for me but this Earth to grind
Slaving on land that was mine from the beginning of time
Fondling the children and starving them by the fence
Not irrelevant, look around and look to self-defend
On the internet, I just saw a gun and a pill
Everything for sale now the kids fiend for a bill
So big brother's eye is on an uprise
Monitor the program or just find yourself blind
I'm a menace to society because I love to resurrect
All of the dead, now the class is in full effect

Where's my baby?
How's my baby?
Under heavy skies, I told her
"Oh, don't look behind!"
Under heavy skies, I told her
"Oh, don't look behind!"
Just run, run
Just run, run
Just run, run
Just run, run

Don't look surprised, these attacks are not subliminal
To claim my brother a dealer, rapist, and criminal
I'm not only for the native sons and daughters
But for every sucker who doesn't question the water
They say: "Damn Daniel!
What are you so aggressive for?"
Look through our past, Amerikkka made us Matador
So bump this rage in the coupe or in sedan
And rebel to oppressors from Africa to Japan
If you follow the money, you'll follow the blood
They have the pockets for a hit and a cover-up
If you're on this side, know it's: Rage Against System!
Never to late to assemble brothers and sisters
What's Love got to do with it?
'Cause we fight back, now we're "insubordinate"
Innovating boom-bap with a new twist
This is how we arm our destitute kids

Where's my baby?
How's my baby?
Under heavy skies, I told her
"Oh, don't look behind!"
Under heavy skies, I told her
"Oh, don't look behind!"
Just run, run
Just run, run
Just run, run
Just  

You know what it is!
My city needs no publicist
Tip-toed into the game and all I saw was counterfeits
The other day I caught the mayor at the laundromat
He got too sloppy
at the restaurant where his friends were at
At every level, cash rules everything around me
But I'm that real G you sellouts are ashamed to be
You're headed down South, they say it's so clean
'Cause their police relocated more bums on my street
They're trying to hide the bodybags and their records
The misconduct, brutality, and networks
And on God, now they all want a pay raise!
The P.D.'s got to make up for settlements paid
I grew up with a voice so to God I give thanks
Now I "conversate" in a way the masses can relate
Where we come from, they pay us to stab the bull
Get you out of your zone, feel the red
Make you uncomfortable

They don't want me at home anymore
Don't know where to go
They don't want me at home anymore
El pais siempre tiene lagrimas
El pais siempre tiene lagrimas
El pais siempre tiene lagrimas
El pais siempre tiene lagrimas 
I'm just tryna get to you, but ooh baby
I'm just tryna get to you, but ooh baby
I'm just tryna get to you, but ooh baby
So someone said that I'm "free"
Never, never mind just save me!
Free?

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