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    Текст песни Dead Prez - Assassination

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    Our people are poor, and you know damn
    well nobody wants to be poor
    This play is gonna show how the pigs
    react when the people start
    To take community, control over what
    belongs to them
    And liberate it back (echoes)

    Sometimes I just don't care

    [Verse 1]
    Murderation, modern hanging education
    Price of your life is goin up it aint
    inflation
    Incrimination, they got my picture at the
    station
    Elimination, state to state we eatin by
    this nation
    Them belly full, my trigger finger got
    pulled
    To cut the bull shots'll warm your flesh
    like wool
    These tools for survival make fools out
    of rivals
    Fuck the Bible, get on your knees and
    praise my rifle
    Your life is done there aint another
    place to run
    Eat your own gun, scared because my
    people never known fun

    [Verse 2]
    Cops drive down the streets and blow my
    friends away
    I try to smoke enough lah to take my sins
    away
    This E&J be freein us in it's own special
    way son
    We live for the day, the only way dunn
    The violence in me, reflect the violence
    that surround me
    ???? Mr. Charley keep his eye on me
    To figure my head, but them ass kissin
    niggas is dead
    We learn the chokeholds with fishermen's
    thread
    I read The Art of Sun-Tzu in a couple of
    fuckin days
    Used to practice Kung-Fu with this nigga
    that's like, double my age
    And you can put this on the government's
    grave
    Somebody payin for the way we have to
    suffer and slave
    Assassination, word up

    I hope they get the assassins, I hope
    that something is done to them
    Problem is they're killing them, it
    reminds me of something like what
    Happened to Lincoln

    You aint even safe wit a full clip
    I swear on the president's grave
    I'm sick of livin in this bullshit
    We down to take it to the full length
    Meet us up on Capitol Hill, and we can
    get up in some real shit
    (repeat)

    Assassination, *gunshot* yeah
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