Revolutionist
Guru feat. Squala Orphan & Blick Street
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Don't even try it punk, you'll never have no wins here
You got no friends here, your heart pumps fear
I know you been scared, unprepared
To face the pressure when I put it on you
Blame your peoples yo, somebody shoulda warned you
That the day would come, when the truth would set afire liars
And niggas be dick-riders like undercovers wearin wires
Wanna infiltrate, wanna see what makes the God tick
Voice crucial to a track, like a snare and hardkick
These bars sick, I spit phlegm in the form of gems
Listen how I glisten, watch the storm begin
Harsh winds, and then will come the downpour
And suckers be fakin jax, don't know what they're down for
I'll pound your dome with insightful incantation
Your feeble-ass brain is still enslaved like on a plantation
Like Frederick Douglass, I be the abolitionist
Breaking your chains, a modern day revolutionist
The revolutionist I blast, refuse to kiss ass
Quick fast, I'm ready to mash cause of a bugged out past
It never mattered, to the so-called, general public
About my nation's situation, and how we rise above it
That's why I only follow instincts
They want us all to be extinct just threw my man in the clink
The revolutionist, the activist, don't ask me why I'm packin this
Due to circumstances, I had to be sent
You off the hook, I'm off safety, my gun's hasty
With no hesitation, I spit fire for the foundation
To introduce you to the orphan's trials and tribulations
This ain't no fable of imagination
My witness wouldn't kid you I'm the last true biological enigma
My soul's dark and mental pain and sufferin couldn't strike harder
Burnin through my flesh like Stigmata
And Lord, I wish I could cry but my tears drop as poems
Vision an orphan, born son like Donald Goines
Watch me publicize shatterin all looks
But always warm welcomed by the crooks
I was just chillin, amongst the hospitality of villains
To do dirt, you was always willin
You incinerated kid thrown in the garbage can lobby baby
Needs to be claimed, found quick so doctors could save me
Self-sufficient struggler, you wonder who raised me
Spliff, me I come equipped, my tongue's the banana clip
My brain's the gat, and ammo I spit
But fuckin with this'll probably make me touch yo' ass
Play you smooth, run you a letter with some anthrax
Burn a L with some Cognac
Watchin out for cunts and contracts, punks and swamp rats
I'm a rebel that push the pedal to the metal
Beat ya with a shovel and feed ya to the pits in the kennel
Bury your bones in the backyard
Then hunt your squad down, and catch them fuckers when they off guard
I rap street with a long rap sheet
My track bring heat like hot sands from the beach
Techniques I leak I brace the concrete
With both feet and won't leave 'til you're deceased
Spliff street be the code goin out of control
The revolution got me ready to blow