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High Crimes
08:55
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Call him a liar
call him a cheat
Robber baron in a penthouse suite
Call him a conman
call him a thief
Now call this criminal
"commander in chief"
Spoons made of silver
toilet of gold
Make his first millions when he's one day old
No constitution
crown himself king
When you're a star they let you do anything
He's gonna fight, fight, fight for what's white
He's gonna make America hate again
Refugee family, not quite white enough
He say LOCKEMUP
Walk across the desert with dreams of America
He say LOCKEMUP
Little brown baby cries for mama
He say LOCKEMUP
There’s a racist criminal in the oval office, what do YOU say?
We say LOCKHIMUP
You want your wall, you deserve it so
How bout four stone walls with some bars on the window
Ninety nine years breakin rocks all day
Don't even sweat the rent cause we gon get Mexico to pay
There'll be some very fine people sittin on both sides
and a big framed portrait of the Central Park Five
Three hots and a cot and plenty of time to get to know
every deep dark corner of your pitch black soul
He's gonna fight, fight, fight for what's white
He's gonna make America hate again
We gotta fight, fight, fight for what’s right
Can’t let him make America hate again
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R/evolution
07:34
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Class Warfare
10:46
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The gig is up, the fix is in
The books are cooked, and you know who wins
It's the ones who've been keeping score
They have it all and they still want more
They own the land, the own the laws
They got the weapons, they got the claws
They can't be stopped from their crusade
They just need you to be afraid
CLASS WARFARE
Boots are on the ground
CLASS WARFARE
You're under attack
CLASS WARFARE
Bombs are raining down, but they only call it
CLASS WARFARE
when you fight back
They try to kill you with the air you breathe
Cleaning up the mess, it just ain’t something they believe
They poison you with the food you eat
They won't think twice if it feeds their neverending need
CLASS WARFARE
Boots are on the ground
CLASS WARFARE
You're under attack
CLASS WARFARE
Bombs are raining down, but they only call it
CLASS WARFARE
when you fight back
You must draw blood, you must feel pain
You must kill to climb the human food chain
You destroy to hold your wealth
Until you die just like everybody else
You kill the young and you feel no shame
But I don't have to play your game
We don't need guns, we don't need knives
We just need to get organized
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The Afrophysicists Louisville, Kentucky
Afrobeat collective out of Louisville layers rich earthy vocals over the city’s finest horn and rhythm players, creating a fiery propulsive groove for their poignant politically charged lyrics, in the spirit of the great trailblazers of West African riot music. ... more
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