Pieceful Revolution (feat. Knox)

Tall Paul

Imagine that the states were occupied by China
Imagine that defending fam would put you in a line up
Imagine that you got gunfire instead of trial
Imagine that they dumped you in a ditch with your daughter
Imagine that for this China's troops were all applauded
Imagine those surviving in your family had to watch it
Imagine they were labelled insurgents for trying to stop it
Imagine they received the same treatment and dealt the darkness
Imagine that the leaders of this country couldn't do shit
Imagine after all this shit was pointless trying to prove shit
Imagine having no voice when elections came around
Image even if you did, he'd sell his word and back out
Imagine now who the last line I wrote was about
I'd imagine you picture'd a black president's charming smile
Now imagine being one of them safe secure china citizens
Watching the leaders play to the deadliest of provisions yet
And that line says you're a domestic terrorist
You could locked for life plus no one would ever know where this is
And all the blame for this goes straight to the black president
No credit given to the faceless camp that is directing him
Imagine now you didn't have to imagine it
I'm foreign in US soil, it's currently happening
But our demise is not supplied by slanted eyes
It's obviously served by dirty hands on crooked guys
If obviously America became a third world
I'm curious if I'd either fight or watch it unfurl
Get scared and run or pack some guns and let the bullets burst
I think I'd take the latter homey, family comes first
I never once gave a fuck about politics
I seen that college isn't where the real knowledge lives
In little time indignant fucks learned all of this
Fighting self to study
Yo pass it on and polish it


Not a conspiracy theorist
But it's eerie when hearing the spirited documents
When they adhere to apocalyptics
It's clear that we hostages of the powers that be
And this institution no longer fears it's occupants
Spiritual occulus, don't believe it's only lies
Most of us won't be satisfied til them tanks is rolling by
There's a nation full of classes for divination
Drafting kids placement in academies for assimilation
See I'm an ex-gang member now
Blessed Erebus
Dressed at this perilous table
Labelled a domestic terrorist
Unilaterally filled with bills
With ills that need to be explained
All the strength of the phase
I could be illegally detained
Now I'm a radical extremist
Can't you see that he's insane
Immediately refrain or be no longer free to be your brain
To me the freedom came from the need to be a sober soul
A greenery arranged and exposed
No more self unknown

They call us seventh generation
The bloodless revolution
Blacks hung in trees for segregation
Blood was retribution
MLK got legislation before his gutless execution
Now reservations battle booze, pills, we're fucking destitute
It's challenge of practicality to an abstract reality
Ransack empathy for intact mentality
No matter how emphatically I word with emotion
How I wish it could be me if a reenactment could occur
Shit traumatic as a word
Not even God himself can change the past
Acknowledge self
Stay honest
Don't make that mistake the last
Full steam ahead where the fools fear to tread
Where self examine happens
Whether in wealth or famine
A helping hand isn't helping hand, if help is stranded
How do you deem who's redeemable
Cause no one's equal to withstand what you clinging to
Even you, cause I am him and he is you
Still alive if you believe it's true

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