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Evil Empire

fuck it turn it off Fear is your only god on the radio Nah fuck it, your saviour's my guillotine, crosses and kerosene Flex tha cerebellum, fire, uh! Somebody gotta shell 'em These evil

: Tha sistas are in so check the front line Seems I spent the '80s in the Haiti state of mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated

: Yeah Ya Tryin' Ta Tire Me, Tire Me I Can See You In Front Of Me, Front Of Me Ya Tryin' Ta Tire Me, Tire Me Why Don't You Get From In Front Of Me She

I eat yuppies for breakfast With an appetite bigger than Texas Wish my 3rd grade teacher could see me I kill cops cuz I watch too much T.V. Every time

Y'all can't control us we know whats right Our unity's close knit, yeah tight Cuz we know the lies we know the truth We don't need the intel we got tha

Cause for oppression the gaining of wealth But as the dollar sign rises we're thrown into hell War, death, disease, famine, murder and hunger While you

I'm always running backwards trying to find Hope and inspiration inside of my mind But not everything's okay - not everything's fine Kill Kill Kill Kill

You can't fight them with songs But think of this as just another tiny blow against the Empire Another blow against the Evil Empire Just another blow against the Evil Empire

Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun These people ain't seen a brown skin man Since their grandparents bought one So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo