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Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun<br />These people ain't seen a brown skin man<br />Since their grandparents bought one (X2)<br /><br />Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun<br /><br />Bangin' this bolo tight <br />on this solo flight can't fight alone<br />Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone<br />Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home<br />Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone<br />The clockers born starin' at an empty plate<br />Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face<br />We hungry but them belly full<br />The structure is set <br />ya neva change it with a ballot pull<br />In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock<br />School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block<br />Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor<br />The remains left chained to the powder war<br /><br />Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse<br />So make a move and plead the fifth <br />'cause ya can't plead the first<br />Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse<br /><br />So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun<br />These people ain't seen a brown skin man<br />Since their grandparents bought one<br /><br />Bare witness to tha sickest shot <br />while suckas get romantic<br />They ain't gonna send us campin' <br />like they did my man Fred Hampton<br />Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat<br />A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get<br />A thousand years they had tha tools<br />We should be takin' 'em<br />Fuck tha G-ride <br />I want the machines that are makin' em<br />Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn <br />to off tha kings out tha west side at dawn<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />The rungs torn from the ladder <br />Can't reach the tumour<br />One god, one market, one truth, one consumer<br /><br />Just a quiet peaceful dance!<br />Just a quiet peaceful dance <br />for the things we'll never have<br />Just a quiet peaceful dance <br />for the things we don't have
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Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun<br />These people ain't seen a brown skin man<br />Since their grandparents bought one (X2)<br /><br />Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun<br /><br />Bangin' this bolo tight <br />on this solo flight can't fight alone<br />Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone<br />Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home<br />Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone<br />The clockers born starin' at an empty plate<br />Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face<br />We hungry but them belly full<br />The structure is set <br />ya neva change it with a ballot pull<br />In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock<br />School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block<br />Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor<br />The remains left chained to the powder war<br /><br />Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse<br />So make a move and plead the fifth <br />'cause ya can't plead the first<br />Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse<br /><br />So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun<br />These people ain't seen a brown skin man<br />Since their grandparents bought one<br /><br />Bare witness to tha sickest shot <br />while suckas get romantic<br />They ain't gonna send us campin' <br />like they did my man Fred Hampton<br />Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat<br />A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get<br />A thousand years they had tha tools<br />We should be takin' 'em<br />Fuck tha G-ride <br />I want the machines that are makin' em<br />Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn <br />to off tha kings out tha west side at dawn<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />The rungs torn from the ladder <br />Can't reach the tumour<br />One god, one market, one truth, one consumer<br /><br />Just a quiet peaceful dance!<br />Just a quiet peaceful dance <br />for the things we'll never have<br />Just a quiet peaceful dance <br />for the things we don't have
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