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While the oceans acidify,
We collectively ghost ride the whip into a coal burning pit of fire,
No survivors identified,
The perpetrators hardly penalized, killing earth, call it ecocide
Turn the Great Plains to a desert
If it get's ya more cheddar then it don't get more better
For the banks, the bosses, the politicians
The companies who profit from all these f'n
Industries, yeah I'm calling it a
Grave disease - yeah we're facing several
Matrices of oppression, regression, and exploitation,
Well it doesn't takes brains to see
The system that exists is predicated all upon slavery
Straight from A to Z
If you really wanna change this scene,
We gotta think creatively, applying bravery
Laws a things of the past, relinquished to ash
The rawness, I'm bringing it back, spring into action
Call this a string of attacks on the pigs & the fasc
Let all this sink in and I'm gonna sing til the crackin' of dawn
Corporations using rappers as pawns
Instead of messengers they're actors with a vernacular form
Our mission; attack as a swarm
The institutions that uphold class division, can't put my back to the storm
Things are too fucked up now to waste time wondering
How we gonna fix it all, the answers are in front of ya
Direct action, organization of the grassroots
Fuck the state, eat the rich, erase the borders, that's truth
[Chorus]
It's time to recognize
If you're not oppressed today, well you're probably next in line
It's time to recognize
Start to question lies, and I will say this for a second time
It's time to recognize
I don't know about your life, but money's sure made a mess of mine
It's time to recognize
Women are objectified, portrayed as submissive or highly sexualized
Recognize, I wish that it was set alight,
Burn that ish down, now don't get arrested alright?
The poor sentenced to die animals dissected alive
If we want revolution, we need to see the intersections a'ight?
I'm just a reflection of light intercepted through sight,
On a ball of dirt that's connected to the inception of life
As we know it, the sun, it ain't just glowing for fun,
You're probably sayin' hold it there son
We while could all use some empathy and love,
But our addiction to this life is like dependency to drugs
And if some poor mother lovers start emptying they guns
At the gentry from the mezzanine above, my tendency's to shrug
I overheard the plan their gonna bury me alive,
Oh well, soon I'll have my own chariot to ride
Through the sun, to most that's probably scary shit to hype
But I'm not gonna cherry pick my rhymes
It's ebb and flow, my rebel soul will forever hold the struggle in my heart
It's ebb and flow, my rebel soul will forever hold the struggle in my heart
[Chorus]
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from
Buzzkill Mixtape,
released November 25, 2011
Lyrics by Brian Buzzkill aka Lantern
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