540 Legend - A Revolutionary Plight lyrics

Theres a couple troops that I fought with, can't even scoop for the charge Some conflicted with karma , some then developed from sport Some then caught randy moss numbers,,slaves to the court Many have perished at the hands of menial tests Gripping tight to what was left Fingers strained from the weight of d**h Palms stained from the arch of less s**ed the life out of heavens chest Seeing spirits get arrested from afar They lying in squalor once more On they tourney back to god And Im left breathless Overwhelmed by tragedy I plot escapes Enthused by the ambiance of dip-set tapes Nostalgia enhanced courtesy of blue dream