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Fire in the sky, floods on the ground,
like that y’all.
Masonic temples in every state and town,
fascists, fascists, the whole world round.
Species extinction, gone without a sound,
check it out y’all.
They take your weed stock and throw you to the ground,
fascists, fascists, the whole world round.
Courage
This here's the path I've chosen, got to keep my plans in motion,
for grandchildren and polluted ocean.
We keep it moving like the land erosion, temperature rising,
CO2 emissions, and corporate downsizing.
Still optimistic, but it's hard from getting cynical,
Eastern Sunz reach for the pinnacle.
Peep the fucking criminal, posing like they stellar individual,
pimp you for your physical, conscious and subliminal.
Travis T
For the unfortunate others, not in the portion above us,
you know, the Fortune 500s and the Porches and Hummers.
And now they push and they shove us, and try and tell us they love us,
and steady feed us full of falsehoods and treat us like numbers.
Courage
This world is dog-eat-doggy, my bong chamber keeping foggy,
eyeing this game like an expensive hobby.
The more they cocky, more they suck probably, shit's ridiculous,
broke niggas fronting like they television images.
My people can I get some witnesses?
Spit that real shit until the fallacy diminishes.
Courage
The future's looking ominous, cause we aint got no common sense,
our confidence is military dominance.
Spiritual consciousness is lost on global populous,
we dwell in the metropolis where Big Brother is watching us.
Travis T
Cops and such, lost compassion, tell the pigs, stop harassing,
on the spot, hot reaction, thunderstruck, lightning crashes.
Fight the power, Chuck and Flav, lives are lost, a penny saved,
fall in line, must obey, civil rights drift away.
Courage
Like I had a dream, but shit was hazy when I woke up,
back to the mall for some more stuff.
Travis T
They try to clone us into greedy little grown ups,
consumer culture, loans, and credit vultures own us.
Courage
And foreign interests buy our factories and corporations,
battling inflation, rising prices give to desperation.
These days it's hard to put a finger on the enemy,
the so-called terrorists or politicians representing me.
My people can I get some witnesses?
Spit that real shit until the fallacy diminishes.
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