Pull, pull
Wuh! (sung sorta like michael jackson)
Come on!
Uggh!
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
Al live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet in once again, check it
Its set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry I paint the pictures that hit
More like the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on
Doesnt't't that make it three in a row?
Spoken quietly: anger is a gift
Come on!
Uggh!
(guitar solo)
Check that!
Uggh!
Come on
Yeah
Uggh
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
Cause they're counting backwards to zero
Environment
The environment exceeding on the level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
Forget about the movement
Spoken quietly: anger is a gift
Yeeeaaahhhh!
Uggh!
Awww, bring that shit in!
Uggh!
Hey!
Freedom... Yea...
Freedom... Yea right...
Freedom... Yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea right!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea!
Right!
Uggh! Pull, pull Wuh! (sung sorta like michael jackson) Come on! Uggh! Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list Al live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Yeah! Come on! The militant poet in once again, check it Its set up like a deck of cards They're sending us to early graves For all the diamonds They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades With poetry I paint the pictures that hit More like the murals that fit Don't turn away Get in front of it Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three brothers gone Come on Doesnt't't that make it three in a row? Spoken quietly: anger is a gift Come on! Uggh! (guitar solo) Check that! Uggh! Come on Yeah Uggh Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three million gone Come on Cause they're counting backwards to zero Environment The environment exceeding on the level Of our unconciousness For example What does the billboard say Come and play, come and play Forget about the movement Spoken quietly: anger is a gift Yeeeaaahhhh! Uggh! Awww, bring that shit in! Uggh! Hey! Freedom... Yea... Freedom... Yea right... Freedom... Yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea! Freedom! Yea right! Freedom! Yea! Freedom! Yea! Right! Explain Request ×
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