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Burnin' and Lootin'

Black Thought/Bob Marley/The Roots
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Yo, Rastafari! Black Thought from the Legendary Foundation Sendin' this one out to the people, you know what I mean? My peoples in the streets of Illadel' The streets of New York City, you know what I'm sayin'? From the streets of Jamaica to the ghettos of London, word up Peoples in the struggle in Paris, Cuba, South Africa, word up Worldwide, Roots crew, ayo Open your minds to this one, feel it Feel this joint for real, uh, yo, yo This morning I woke up in a curfew Oh God, I was a prisoner too, yeah Could not recognize the faces standing over me They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality, hey How many rivers do we have to cross Before we can talk to the boss? Hey All have we got, it seems we have lost We must have really paid the cost That's why we're gonna be Burning and a-looting tonight I said we're gonna burn and a-loot now Burning and a-looting tonight One more thing Burning all pollution tonight, oh yeah, yeah Burning all illusion tonight, oh Stop them Stop them Stop them Give me the food and let me grow Let the Roots man take a blow, hey, I said All them, all them drums gon' make you slow It's not the music of the ghetto We're gonna be Burning and a-looting tonight I said we're gonna burn and a-loot now Burning and a-looting tonight One more thing Yo, y'all know the time I'm tryin' to eat in '99, I need more Some takin' this to the streets, right? They want war The sheriff at the front door, he comin' to hunt y'all You got these devils at the back door, they wanna confront y'all They want y'all to pass like some type of gun law They come in the night, then block out every border you can run for Me, I'm a rocket launcher and militant monster I'm self-sponsored, I light up the mic just like ganja Black Thought in the flesh, no impostor Power Hilly, thoroughbred soldiers Ain't with the same silly shit that's uncertain Wrapped inside of steel curtains, networkin' Our shoulders, backs, and necks hurtin' for real So be supreme or just remain a mere person Yo, you can find knowledge of self or keep searchin' Whoever in the crevice is thirsty, workin' Beneath the surface, y'all know the purpose Keep the streets burning, yo Burning and a-looting tonight I said we're gonna burn and a-loot now Burning and a-looting tonight One more thing Burning all pollution tonight, oh yeah, yeah Burning all illusion tonight, oh Stop them The rub-a-dub style I and I fight revolution, I and I the revolutionaries We don't even have to tell people that You know, we don't wanna tell no one that