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We've Only Just Begun...
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Corporate or / the streets / will be where you / go to sleep / you swore your life / all while you’re asking and asking / drowning insecurity / education is armor / reinvent the process / don’t hang your head / push yourself off the wall / try a new approach / as change begins to pool / no more fucked results / just try to change your life / we all need you / we all want you
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Chase death like a madman / drunk on the blood on your own hands / hurried your wealth comes / our bodies the ransom / given the gun or the grave / and told it’s just “choice” / sever the god hand / you wear death like a gold medallion I see / the wave of revenge is not as far as it seems / we’ve moved mountains and wound up dead all the same / sever the god hand / I want his head on the gates / I will not be shamed / or put in chains / for naming the agents of genocide to their graves
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So this is my Socratic query… / what the fuck is going on?! / my whole life / I have been told / to rise above the hatred / pull myself up by my bootstraps / it will all be fine / every time I was called a “nigger” / I was trained not to cry / “be the bigger guy” / it’s still a fucking constant grind / meanwhile it happens all the time / then I see the madness / unfold with George Floyd / I have always felt like / the man had his foot on my neck / now I’m waiting in line / for a fucking stimulus check! / I've always felt like / the man has his foot on my neck / and now I'm waiting in line for a check
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My eyes are full of fire / forget the pain / I’m standing in the acid rain / and I don’t feel a thing / My heart is drumming faster / You don’t know my name / I’m bleeding in the acid rain / And I don’t feel a thing / The shots are fired closer / But we stay the same / I’m screaming in the acid rain / and I don’t feel a thing / we’ve been living in an age where you kill in cold blood and sleep just fine / but when the wall comes down and the goons come out you’re fucking mine / so call yourself a soldier / call yourself a saint / a man of petty honor / a man of no restraint / may every mother grieving / every ghost you’ve made / leave you dead and hanging / leave you coward in a nameless grave
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They’re at the river / swallow them whole / dearly remembered / left out in the cold / they’re at the river / swallow them whole / slit the throat of Uncle Sam / burn all the notes / our people / we suffer / no censorship / this is enough to un-inspire / we are your living dead / no more hymns at the river! / that baptism shit is old / (no more hymns at the river, let’s run away)/ they told us to dream / we can’t let them choke us out / blew you a kiss / then they collected your tears to drink / who taught you to live / that shell should rot / that shell - out to rot
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US // THEM Los Angeles, California
a loose collective from LA and beyond
feat. members of Ancestors, Over, Cetacean, Black Sheep Wall, The Lungs & more
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