Pre-Intro
41 Shots set off
The revolution
The revolution x4
The revolution
Intro
This is for my people dying in the streets
This is for my people getting beat
This is for my people dying in the streets
Raise your fist and fuck defeat
Verse-Chris
Only a ignorant fool
Would make an innocent blood pool,
Fuck those pigs,
They exist as the governments tools.
Unconscious bodies
And tears of drool,
Riot gear and tear gas used under their rule.
What’s free speech?
In this hypocrisy of a system,
If democracy is our government
Then why haven’t they listened?
Amadu Dialo was shot
Forty-one times,
Not yours, but mine
Would define this hate crime.
Blinded by their superiority,
Their authority
Doesn’t give them justice
To harm an innocent minority.
Are we to support
This corrupt institution?
Forty-one shots
set off the revolution.
Verse-Henry
Shot in the back
Cuz ur latino or black
matter of fact
with every: baton attack
with a click-clack-smack
till our bones crack
pay homage to that:
Racist System employin terrorism
It's Intentional division a skism
a fucking prison
Stereotypes enforced
by police and television
Pitiful organism:
This is were the bullet
made its gaping incision
Through the red and white lines
the blues bind their minds
see dark complexion as a crime
real crimes the size of the unemployment line
CEO's ones that should be doing the time
racism+capitalism (the catalyst) (enzmyes)
to tear down the state
that discrimates incarcerates
media trys to separate and sedate
profit over people democracy is raped
weve had more than we can take
of an institution of barbarity and hate
the very foundations we shall shake
For revolution is the inevitable fate!
Chorus
Solo-Chris
41 shots from crooked cops that never stop,
after bodies drop, the soul is what you got.
Unarmed, no threat, A man that's innocent,
An some racist ass bigots, way outta check.
Cause death can't be undone, revolution has begun,
Tryin to silence what we've done, with the cap of a gun.
A sin, no conscious, no thinkin,
Killin a man, based on the color of his skin.
It's Rodney King, All ov er again,
Multiplied by 10, they cant even pretend-
That this is, a justice system,
Police Man exempt from prison,
Massacre our streets with no competition,
Unjust laws have become a tradition.
So fuck yo police state! Fuck crimes of hate.
Streets was come lika bomb, boutta detonate.
So No one is superior, No one is inferior,
So why judge a man, by their exterior.
Outro