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    ===== Chorus x2 ========
    It's the lump in your heart
    Or the pain in your mind
    No one cares what the truth is
    Cause a fortress built on lies

    ====== Malik B. =========
    I'm exhausted but never ever forfeit
    Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick
    Y'all start speaking in tongues and reaching for guns
    A militant will put this heat in your lungs
    The street and the slums, the weekend is done
    The local class always show you what [?] is become
    The seasons are done, and reasons are none
    People dyin' bullets flyin' cause they schemin'[?] for fun
    It's all of a nightmare, that's right there
    They hopin' that somebody in the hood just might care
    With all this protestin' and rallyin'
    Death toll tallyin'
    Foul smells around them [?] in the alley and
    Corner filled with teddy bears, cause they killed a child again,
    They sing about murder, so it ain't a song it's [?
    Get off the choir with your soft attire,
    Niggas out here don't give a f**k, cause they lost desire

    =======Chorus x2=====

    ======Talib Kweli=========
    My city's full of heartbreakers and stargazers
    Who puff [?]
    So they gone with the wind, like Clark Gable,
    Breathin' like Darth Vader, believin' in dark angel
    Yeah, we got flags, but they not star-spangled
    We not patriotic, the heroes are not them,
    Ghetto griots like rims, you stop, they still spin,
    Tall tales at the bar, witnessed after dark,
    And we still stop in and chicken and [?]
    And listen to Rakim
    With the [?] that y'all been
    For realla, I hadn't been schemin' to [?]ply in
    You fear us? Fear is self, personified
    Payin' homage to homicide
    Prayin' to the dollar sign
    It's idle[idol] worship
    The rebel forces
    Bodies lie at the foundation of the fortress
    This is war, we expect some losses
    And we comin' for the heads of the bosses

    ========Chorusx2=========

    ======Black Thought========
    We on some casualties of war shit,
    What you stand for, kid?
    We in the city where they definitely lost it
    You open your eyelids and capped in the ribs
    Your funeral they have your 12th grade portrait
    Pretty corpse in casket, bell-shaped orchids
    Said he 19 and left a self-made fortune
    And left three orphans
    Now he in a box with the same chain and watch
    That never came off him
    It's a shame what it cost him
    Where he come from it ain't nuthin'
    It's a everyday thing, that's a problem
    It's chambers revolving
    Bustin' like Russian roulette
    With a full set, then change what the odds is,
    Flames in the mosque, and
    People held hostage
    Everyday I struggle, try to get up out the mosh-pit
    Homicide for profit, tell me how we not sick?
    This shit is out of control, they can't stop it

    =====Chorus=========

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