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    Verse 1: Chuck D

    All I wanna do is get paid back
    for all that time I spent in the back
    Livin in shacks, fillin up sacks of cotton
    Now it's what we fought, you're makin six packs
    There's some got our hope out of control
    of my soul, pass the Ol' Gold
    Behold the pale horse, Supreme Court
    Sweatin niggas like sports
    Hunt a nigga for sport
    See a nigga play sports, no support
    On the outside lookin in
    If that's what's up then I ain't never been in style then
    Everything is anything, anything is upbeat of nothing
    Once again, poisoned from the paper and pen
    You better defend that bullshit on the other end
    Fuck your own thing, if your own thing's the wrong thing
    Fuck dem chicken wings
    Last able man standing
    Follow what? I ain't understanding
    What's better to understand then be misunderstood?
    Cos the FBI is up to no good
    Power to the peeps who come with their own drum
    And don't end up like sheep

    (*Kill!*) (*Kill Em Live!*)
    *repeat x3*

    Verse 2: Chuck D

    Mad heads confused by the isms
    Bustin caps incoginisms
    Phone taps, makin sure they record ya
    >From my midnight plane to Georgia, uhh
    Ancient to ???? player
    The life giver, the name take-awayer
    Propaganda can't gasp the last man standing
    Assassinate all the plannin
    Get wreck, what you see is what you get
    To plunder more stars than Trek
    21st Century Robin Hood
    I guess the politics are robbin hoods
    Fuck the Government cos you know that I would
    Cos the FBI is up to no good
    Power to the peeps who come with their own drum
    And don't end up like sheep

    (*Kill!*) (*Kill Em Live!*)
    *repeat x5*

    Verse 3: Chuck D

    Be a bitch is a foreign crime
    Engine, Engine Number 9
    Engineerin monopolies, triggers and uninsured jalopy's
    Catchin more lock than companies
    Engineerin opinion and policies
    Herd following like sheep
    Following of the sheep will be sheep
    based on what they heard from their peeps, uhh
    Able to straddle quick beats without a battle
    Politician assassinated
    Rappers get shot, quote Chris Rock
    "To have, to have not" is the question
    Yes, them 'have nots' be robots
    All the sheeps have forgot
    The 'haves' keep the 'have nots' guessin
    under them Smith & Wessuns

    (*Kill!*) (*Kill Em Live!*)
    *repeat x7*

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