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This is right after your top rappers
With this music that stinks
They love hip hop, but cheat on it with pop-rap
It's all bling bling the sounds you feel
Rappers who sell themselves aren't worth 50 cents
With the jack there's no parallel
Turn off the mic
I rhyme with a sickle and a hammer
The truth hurts and I bring it colorless
But you watch TV just to ease the pain
From cavacoism, to guterresism, to socratism
They change this, but we stay the same
You insult gays for being boastful men
But every 4 years you vote for those who screw you
You legitimize the villain system that consumes us
Who is Socrates to knead the bread we eat
It's just rhetoric and stalling
Fuck Valete and Sam the storytellers are in parliament
Mentors of the school that disinterests many intellects
The same school that forms illiterate doctors
Put you in a job to be exploited with pleasure
You are all slaves and on top of that sign contracts

Bring your people come fight
Point the gun we have nothing to lose
It's almost time to be able to defeat
The oppressor

Capitalism is the religion of the masses in our days
Leave Jesus alone money is your Messiah
Churches are temples of stupidity
I interpret your bible with a lighter in hand
God is omnipotent omnipresent
Then go to the White House because God is in there
And is followed by rulers you've applauded
Rulers who should have Lewinsky as a surname
And speak with dirty mouths as fast as Mecena
And Bush doesn't ejaculate sperm he ejaculates gasoline
Tell them to leave Iraq and come to Keidje Lima
I have weapons of mass destruction in my rhyme block
10% getting fat with 90% of the dough
And put 90% of the people on diets what's that
And the terrorism of financial globalization
That fucks the 3rd world in 8 ways
And there's no way to slow down
They destroy the Amazon because oil is enough to breathe
This is our naked and raw world
If Adam knew what this would lead to
He would have just fucked Eve in the ass
Nigga

Bring your people come fight
Point the gun we have nothing to lose
It's almost time to be able to defeat
The oppressor
Bring your people come fight
Point the gun we have nothing to lose
It's almost time to be able to defeat
The oppressor

Bring other brothers with you and come to the battalion
We need more troops for the revolution

I don't want fame or glory
Just a Che Guevara t-shirt