Us: TheFolks - Paramount lyrics

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Us: TheFolks - Paramount lyrics

[Verse: Ang'Geon] Crime today The tension seems to escalate I can't escape Detention center occupant Regulate Poppin' pistols percolate Played it safe Just in case that Escalade circled the block Them boys ain't from 'round my way But, hey, to the highest estates To the T, I cut these n***as straight off with the blade Hey, my philosophy's a mockery of everybody bothering I've had it to the neck while these n***as here bottling By the cases Battle of the bases Face it on a daily basis Basic logic if you're following Howling for your aces They jackin' n***as for their faces Tasteless, graceless Can't believe these n***as straight copied + pasted Black gun, white Klan, my hand, they run Sprayed maces on the faces Sittin' adjacent to the children living faithless [Chorus: E=MC + Ang'Geon] We marchin' to get it Forget it, just live it Never forgettin' That I gotta just get it Get right, get right We marchin' to get it Never forgiving Marchin' at the beat of the drum Runnin' through ditches Goin' from rags to riches n***as is livid Get right, get right [Verse1: E=MC] Moving precisely Lightly through crisis Like Christ, he's Messin' with your psyche In sessions No protection From this recession Picking them clean, interception Being picked apart in sections Projections carefully Selecting rejection Of Section 8 applications prospects Just another reject from the projects Time to depress, release the stress Escape, where's the eject bu*ton, it's worth something To speak with a voice Than sayin' nothing The repercussion is minor Then pouring out a piece Stick up a diner For minor figures They call him Sticky itchy trigger fingers The pain still lingers If I broke your heart, clavicle or femur And if I cut you slow, you're still a bleeder Jeans pleated Dreams-seeded hate feed Engaged to rage peed On faces to taste me Keep pace if you Planning to race me Ain't no change in the name It's me it's e equals mc [Chorus] [Hook: Ang'Geon + E=MC] We ain't got much left, dog We gotta get it right(your left, left, left-right, left-right, left) Gotta get it right (your left, left, left-right, left-right, left) Gotta get it right (your left, left, left-right, left-right, left) Gotta get it right(your left, left, left-right, left-right, left) [Verse 2:] In this time of need We're at war it's time for peace Can't you see Don't you hear the screams I can't breathe! Dead by the hands of police Center stage on Main Streets Held in correctional facilities Man y'all k**in me Black lives, no justice I can't trust this system Murder cases, dismiss them Unless they livin' in prison The murder rates have risen It's the night of the living dead Break bread to pay Feds Blood shed, hands red I'm fed up Murdered in cold blood with our hands up Gettin' shot instead of strung up No need for handcuffs Stand up It's time to man up No questions Just arrest him Then lay em to rest After 6 shots to the chest No progression Deep depression Paying the price with our life for lessons in corruption The instructions Tear down our walls Complete Destruction Our streets are rugged No money in the hood for construction We can't reconstruct this So why bother reproduction [Chorus: E= MC]

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