PE number 1, still public enemy The revolution will be televised
Pardon me as I vent I do this for the babies that's bathin' out in Flint The signs of the times got me spent I'm thinkin' bout the crimes on Price The recent chain of events A plot that's designed by lynch Martial Arts on defence Blue blood spills as the black's still clenched Black deaths get paraded in the news White sheets get traded in for blues The poor and righteous are gunned down by polices They terrorize, they should terrorize the foreign ISIS 100 shot drum filled with K Rounds Hunting down the crack of the gun on trinidad It seems they only respect violence 10 hit, 3 down out in Dallas Yea, respect my color It's like, fuck the police Do you respect my brother? I mean, fuck Paula Deen Do you inspect my mother? This shit never gon' seize till you respect my suffer The hour is here Let the casket in, are you scared? Fight the power, I declare A war on the new world order, with no fear For the babies they bombed out in Birmingham They gunned down Mike Brown in Ferguson Sent 41 shots through the eye lobe Tell me, which 48 laws do you follow? Do you never try to outshine the master? Or, strike the sheppard in the sheep of scatter? Or, turn the other cheek, march, sail or speech They're pluggin' us off about a week More important Who's payin' for the coffin they brought Alton? Or them kids the pigs just orphaned The revolution shall be televised Even tho' the television stay tellin' lies
[Sample Speech:] ... That we who have been the victim of so much violence Now whites fear violence from us We do not have a history of killing white people White people has a history of killing blacks...
Yea, a hundred miles runnin', where my raiders at? Crack babies, a product of the Reagan act Welfare, section 8, yea, they gave us that Project housing and an enslavemant trap It's plain to see, you can't change me Cause I'm a be a nigga for life It's plain to see, it's fuck the police So I'm a pull my trigger on sight It's time to raise hell for Castile Send 'em 50 shells for Sean Bell They hung poor [?] in a jail cell [?] cash bell "Black lives matter, " is what they told us But black lives don't matter, is what they showed us They still call us niggas Got a 100 in this clip, bitch, huntin' down a Zimmerman
[Sample Speech:] ... That you are afraid That we if we ever come to power We will do to you and your father What you and your people have done to us
[Sample Video - Diamond Reynolds:] The police officer stopped us for a busted tail light that was not busted They pulled us over on the side of the road, asked for lisence and registration As he was reaching for his license and registration, he told the officer that he was licensed to carry and had a firearm As he got back, comfortable The police took four or five shots into him for no reason They took his life for no reason They did this to my daughter and they did it to me And I want justiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
