Raise Your Weapons
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They sayin' I'm the last of a dying breed
And this generation is in a dire need
Of a voice like me
Someone to embody the glory, I guess that's me
Someone to tell the story of the people like me
Those who came from nothing and fought like me
They said that I'd be nothing, I'd be dead by 23
The pastor said because I'm Muslim I'll burn eternally
And my sheik said because of my tattoos heaven I'll never see
So I'm out in the open all alone searching for some peace
Mentally I feel enslaved by this weak economy
So I'm thinking about buying a piece
And robbing everyone in front of me
But the funny thing is we all feel it, I'm just speaking the pain that
We all live with, we God's children, civilians of the ghetto
But I cry so loud I'll be damned if you know this echo
They telling me to let go, asking why am I upset for
Yeah I'm upset yo, cause you won't accept the people that I rep for
The kids with broken hearts and torn souls that find it hard to let go
Confusing them with your religions and
Lying politicians, throwing us in your prisons
Making us welfare recipients with no hope
So I hope, you bastards listen before
It's a nation of millions I provoke
And we show up at your front door, weapons raised, no questions
Man you know what we come for, respect of the upmost
Ripping my heart was so easy, so easy
Not your assault now, take it easy
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon
One word and it's over
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon
Raise your weapon, raise your weapon
Nah, nah, nonviolent what they telling me
But a killa is what swells in me
No mercy for they punk ass
They threw too many shots not to bust back
I came too far to go back, on these words I done spat
The coalition's strong and you been warned that it's combat
So black gloves, black mac, I'm strapped up like Kojak
Niggas better run like Bojack, I'm blitzing with these razors
All these haters better code red, you pups better run inside
Cause these dogs that ride nose red and they so fed
With all this corny fake ish, they want real and they so trill
And they go steal and they don't feel
Sympathy towards your judgments, you can call the law or call the Gods
But they still not budging so we thugging until they run in
Standing here 'til the sun dim and it's back up
Black fist got 'em raised up, no coward fear, we was raised tough
And we all together so don't raise up or get rolled on
Got crips, bloods and them stones on
This revolution is so strong
And this war, we ain't start alone