[Hook: Bazaar Royale]
I see angels above me
Demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven
It’s real

[Verse 1: stic.man]
America’s nightmare; young, black, and just don’t give a fuck
Run up in the courtroom and wet ‘em up
Got nothing to lose but my handcuffs
Every man must choose to lay down or stand up
It’s war time, everything is fair, no fear
When they say the homie murdered the judge, I don’t care
Fuck ‘em, he deserved it, long as the homie get away
And don’t get caught for the crime, I encourage it
We rootin’ for the villain in black
Pourin’ out Absolut, salute, niggas is shootin’ back
In self defense we bang the pistol like
Larry Davis or Brian Nichols
Every pig, every public official, the boomerang
Is coming back to get you, you reap what you sow
The system you created created a monster
And now you scared cause it’s coming back to haunt you

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Immortal Technique]
I’m like the birth of baby Mohammed, the movement I started
Can spar with the hardest, the martyr regarded as Spartacus-hearted
It doesn’t matter whose missiles can shoot the farthest
When you’re a target in an Afghan Tutoberg Forest
Close quarters combat over corrupted elections
Bilderberg is like cancer, it grows an infection
Nepotism is the gold and the conductor’s connection
And ignorance is the prison that the people are kept in
The military ain’t there for the people’s protection
They’re just there to protect an investment
That’s why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are infested with those tired of protestin’
Traumatized children grow to guerilla garrisons
9/11 generations pale in comparison
And you will learn a lesson repeated through history
That no matter what you think, occupation is not victory

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: M-1]
Since we gonna take the blame, I’m a rep my name to get my aim right
Let’s have an overthrow and after party in the same night
Same height as Huey, same muscle build as Malcolm
With the same circumstances in the hood, you know the outcome
And read it in the news about your sergeant and your captain
Don’t take this as a warning, just another nigga rappin’
Fuck the way we organizing, the training and the grapplin’
And them Uncle Toms who call police because we smack them
And you sympathizers with your middle class reactions
Cause we bangin’ on the system, G’d up, the factions
And if you didn’t know, the G was for George Jackson
And long live his warrior spirit packin’ the Magnum
Watching over the soldiers, knowin’ niggas be blackin’
When we really need to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get some freedom you niggas can start braggin’
Till then, inside the blood of my eye, you see the dragon

Duration : 0:4:13

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Heya!! Here’s a new song I wrote with my boy Maestro G! Big Thanks to Him for giving me tips on how to sing better! ( SPECIAL THANKS TO DIZZLA D FOR LETTING US USE HIS INSTRUMENTAL )
Don’t Forget to visit his channel ! http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=RnbMaestroG

Instrumental produced by Dizzla D.
Link to the instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfkELp-uzhU

Hope you enjoy!!

Lyrics

*verse*
Once upon a time, a kid lost in time,
No joy, no house, no after school pool
Actually, there were a house that never felt like home,
Always a bullet missing in his dad tool,
had to take care of his sibling,
putting aside his feelings.
he rejoice as soon as heard the bird sings
dreams ’bout having wings
To take him to a better world,
To a place where he can live
Place where he’ll be free
ohh, a place where he’ll be free
Brother and sister waiting at the door,
waiting for food but there was no more,
no money, High prices at the store,
Tears drop— falling on the floor,

*Chorus*
Can this truly be a dream land
For someone who never had a friend,
he needs somebody- he need somebody to see
What he really wants to see,
is a place where he can be free

*verse*
Somebody’s what he needs,
Somebody who leads the road that feeds,
from his empty soul, hiddenin an empty hole
tryna pay back from what he stole,
without someone letting him know,
making his guiltyness grow,
explode, destroy, his mind’s ’bout to blow
you reap what you sow, you reap what you sow,
Everything in his mind’s turning, he’s vision blurring
And that’s when he starts to yell::

All these days suffering alone
daily doctors on the phone
Destroying my ring tone
This pains killing me to the bone
It’s like my heart has turned to stone
I need somebody home but every road leads to rome,
King’s of my thrown,
just on my zone
No pains shown,
I’m gone, on my own,
Back to the zone again
Made myself a new friend,
one way ticket to heaven
that’s A key 47 (ak-47)
I’m on a trip for my own reason
you won’t find me next season

*Chorus*
Can this truly be a dream land
For someone who never had a friend,
he needs somebody- he need somebody to see
What he really wants to see,
is a place where he can be free(2x)

Duration : 0:4:35

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