Lyrics:
barefoot across peninsulas, freein' slaves and prisoners
Black Market Militia is revolution, the mission is
Free the minds of our listeners, resurrected with
just' a riding the brink.
I made it down here all by myself.
And I left a good man hanging up on a shelf. Singing..
La da da da da, La da da da da, La
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
That lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the trackin' off
Marijuana smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog
Come on, homie, listen to the voice of reason
la' vær' at lig' mave til
Hvis i ikk' ka' lave det
Det eneste jeg kan stave til er penge, F-R-B
For København er min by, og sådan er det
Og sådan vil
This the Refinement Act
Better watch y'all bread I want
A slice of that
Young guns pushing militant rifles straps
Brothers on my back malcolm in my maps
And the party stops
I wanna see you drop
So let em sing like la la la la
Oh, don't you know
They'd see us strung up by our throats
I won't let you down
The blood
Man
La La La La La La La La La La La La La La
By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of Babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we wept
When we
is my gun, revolutions already begun
(Whaa)
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't
She puts beads on my neck saying they protecting me from harm
But fuck this old witch, I went and got a gun
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Oh Lord,
[Chorus][LMNO]
The revolution is capitolized
Can't beat you over the head besides
What would that accomplish
Let's see who lives the longest
Neither
And you will be faithful
Uh huh uh huh
Yea
CHORUS
This my rifle
This my gun
This for real
And this for fun
When i lust trust i bust my gun
When i rush
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
settle
'em by bloodying shoes? Fist rules
Rather finger equipped with sick tools
What of the wind
I recall it was serenity's end
When the breeze would come
1871, Following the defeat at Sedan and the seizure of power by the conservatives and royalists, the people of Paris rise up and proclaim
I'm sorry to keep you waiting
You know I was just painting
Waves cuz I keep making
This beats I alternating
Thracian by the blood
Don't have the time
could start a revolution
If words won't work we'll use machine guns
Take what was built from our blood, sweat, and tears
And then build a new world for
the Transatlantic, the damage deep as agua is
Nah, this ain't my strap, this my partner's shit
Baby, where I stay, we all be sharin' guns like Sasuke
Tell baby I
won't be justified
The revolution is fueled by malice
He’s drinking from the chalice stomach full of bread resting on that candy mountain
Ah woe woe war
guns up playa and raise 'em up high
It's a revolution you know we can't be denied
It's (Hed)pe homie we born to ride
this a motherfuckin' gang and we
up putting up a wall
A wall of fire
Getting rid of people by force
I don't desire
Listen to the lyrics
Make way for a wire
Shock you up with some real
lessons
And by God protection won't be affected by ne'er a weapon
As I'm steppin through the valley in the shadow of death
The gold, pussy, and guns is
And where is the good in this place?
Judgement days
My friend Thomas was taken away
Where they kept him in a holding bay
Gave him a gun and trained him good
and carry guns
These scary Terry's consider it oh so very fun
Hitting licks on the elderly cursing them with sweary tongues
That's frostbite
Like two-legged
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