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I see the sun rise & set across the scraped sky
Fears for the future, yeah I guess it's time to face mine
Sometimes all you need is the kick snare and bassline
And all your worries melt like the glaciers the daytime
For every dope sneaker that ever graced the blacktop
There's been someone slaving, the haves require have nots
& all your favorite rappers has been the fuckin' mascots
But you heard it first from us, this right here's the last stop
My hope is to make this sentiment heard through spacetime
Before your heart's cold, but still it breaks mine
Collision is imminent, I advise you to brace minds
For the years to come do not look sunny, yeah I heard it through the grape vine
That was cleared to make way for the cash crops
Cotton, rubber, sugar, coffee, I'm about to blast off
For real, lick shots, 'cuz my optimist's compromised
Brown's about to change his first name to John & pop some guys
Pow bang, bang, and the problems will still burn inside
Often it seems that our oppression has been internalized
The earth screams, and slaves weep, I heard the cries
Struggle/grind, while we all wait our turn to die
It's funny, I heard money is the root of all evil
But who made that, joe? yeah the truth is all people
Have the potentiality for bad, and good,
That's not even, news to you, but I think that it should be
And damnit kanye, why'd you stop with George Bush?
The whole system's fucked, we need a large push
In a new way, yeah oughta switch directions
Local organizing mixed with insurrection
To hopefully topple the pyramid scheme
'cuz honestly I'm getting sick of hearing kids scream
& I have to speak, even if they kill or capture me
I can't just wait for the next catastrophe
[Chorus}
& I always find, always find something wrong
We;ve been putting up with this shit for way to long
I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us have a toast
Let's have a toast for the people (douchebags)
Let's have a toast for the prisoners (assholes)
A toast for the revolutionaries (scumbags)
Everyone of them at I know
So let's have a toast for the workers
The people never getting work off
Baby I got a plan
Revolution...
[Mary Mad]
I got a complex like the prison and military
Order of the new world instructively carried out
To the out sourced pandemic killing our mother earth
Who gave birth to the people, as some chose evil
& let the power destroy equals, the eagle consumes
The root of our existence, only living for self
Create a feel for resistance to empathy mixed with compassion
Complacency, with no need for retro action
Fooled by, the ideology of to conquer is to divide
Seperated by invisible ties, many are marginalized
Shackled by history's chains by a power system
Passing on the reins, containing, but not on top of the control
People's commodities can be bought or sold
Now in the new light, we need to start a militant fight
& focus on the paralells, deconstruct down to cells
Not dwelling on our identities,
Yeah we all have the capacity to use our experiences tactically
Actually fight against apathy, action on behalf of humanity
Interconnect the struggles, yeah it's a worldwide hustle
Realizing the biggest situation, of capitalism's weapon of globalization
React and resist domination that takes on any form
From patriarchy's prescribed gender norms
To resources raided resulting in lands torn
To silence surrounding sexual violence to walls built by tyrants
We'll create an alliance in defiance
See more than one dimesional vision
Stand up in opposition to neo-colonialism
[Chorus]
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from
Buzzkill Mixtape,
released November 25, 2011
Lyrics by Brian Buzzkill and Mary Mad
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