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lyrics
Verse I:
From the corner store robbing /
to the late night mobbin’ /
frontin’ like we the Batman’s and Robin’s of the hood/
wishing for better things was better than anything reality coulda gave us /
but we stood /
high up on our morals //
switching dead roses for laurels /
a gift from Greek Gods and Roman Martyrs/
just a raw bunch no longer willing to settle for the bits and scraps / you better jet cause we comin’ to take our city back /
revolution’s the only language that we can speak /
so while you laughing, we’re lungin’ to cut your tongue-in-cheek /
the more you show us / the more you owe us /
fam /
and we don’t give a damn about your motherfucking quota /
QUOTE US //
more potent than gun toting //
swift when we shift /
and all in one motion /
yo /
you think you know but you have no idea /
this is that get back no more fear /
Brooklyn is here nigga
Chorus:
Mirror: We taking it to make sure that our pot gets richer /
Self: Get up (let’s get it all) /
Mirror: And if not, then we can dump these motherfucking shots off nigga!?/
Self: Do sit up (and dump em off) //
Mirror: (unh unh) See we ain’t gotta listen to them no more nigga! / Self: No more, we done with yall / nigga we done with yall
Verse II:
Said this is urban rebel scripture /
it was written and it’ll hit ya /
pumpin up the bass from the veins and into your system /
gotta figure the rich ones become the hunted /
with a bulls eye on their back the color of old Parisian money /
more than a hundred for a head /
that’s more than enough to handle yo fluff and sub for substance instead /
learnin to /
butter our bread with what we got /
and up in the streets it’s FUCK THE POLICE whether they bust us or not //
representin’ the ghosts of those broken tenements /
tired of finding fiction in your hopeful rhetoric /
let it rip when the game is on the line /
cause most of the time niggas get slayed before the crime /
it’s the kinda premonition that we wish against /
we live and die for our borough, they just pitch a tent /
the mere fact we exist is still rebellious enough to start a riot /
at their door with pitchforks /
lighting houses on fire boi!
Chorus:
Mirror: We taking it to make sure that our pot gets richer /
Self: Get up (let’s get it all) /
Mirror: And if not, then we can dump these motherfucking shots off nigga!?/
Self: Do sit up (and dump em off) //
Mirror: (unh unh) See we ain’t gotta listen to them no more nigga! / Self: No more, we done with yall / nigga we done with yall
Verse III:
We cut the king’s head off with a guillotine /
put on display so his spirit could never flee the scene /
making the court come clean with every sin that they thrust upon our conscience /
that’s when we grabbed our guns and got to launchin’ /
staunch in the position we were given as these new age villains / filling our minds with the desire to kill it /
real recognize the realest /
and the system was lookin’ type unfamiliar /
til we tightened our bonds and started rippin /
the world will know us //
frontlining as these Royal Borough Soldiers /
until the battle for our flag is over //
shaking reporters and then reclaiming our borders /
that we’ll retain with the order only reserved for destroyers //
you call it chaos / we call it necessary evil /
if you try to take ours / we’ll come and tie up all your sheeple /
pourin’ St. Ides all on your suits /
doin’ dirt all by our lonely /
a rebel revolution with the homies / (get ‘em up)...
credits
from Catharsis,
released May 8, 2015
All Lyrics Written By: Darth Dream