BEFORE THE COLONY
No time to settle
Problems laid out on the table
Political positions fillin’ up with traitors
The hand of power rocks corruption
In its cradle
My people watch your stable
Kids die on the pavement
We got a soulful spirit
Rooted in the land we stole
Planet’s future suffers
And your pockets fill with coal
Blindfold comin’ off
Found gold sold it off
Power to the people
And we bout to blow shit up
Soak in the discourse
Written behind closed doors
Society the sponge
The individual the pores
Now we hold the pickaxe
On your cortex
Modern day crusader
Call mission aborted (fuck it)
Welcome to the clan
Rollin out the plan
So the white man
Understands
There was love for this land
They got you livin’
In a chamber
Cut up your brain
With the propaganda razor
Dig up your grave
But your debt stays
One revolution away
They hit your son
With the taser
Tick up in violence
But you stay quiet
Stick up!
This shit the soundtrack
To the riot
Loose ends
Not the way we tie it
Tremor resists
Your presidents lyin’
Democracy’s dead
Pavement is red
Sell, sell your goods
This consumer ain’t buyin’
Bell bell tolls
We deny it
Live free, live free
I’m keen to die tryin’
Welcome to the clan
Rollin out the plan
So the white man
Can understand
Before the colony
There was love for this land
They got my people
Livin on the periphery
Eighteen -o seven
This colonial epiphany
Your cities were built
On unceded territory
The white man’s book
Tells only half of the story
REVOLUTIONARY HUSTLE
This generation needs the soul
Like a young Nina Simone
Don’t let it hold you back
Let it all be known
Now get yo’ facts checked
Revolutionary hustle
Don’s act suspect
Don't tell the kids how many people
Daddy killed for a cheque
Open yo’ mouth you gonna get decked
Gentrify the mind
The eye should not rest
In between the lines
Shut the young mouths up
Don’t you let them mobilize
Brute force assault
Intimidation for the passer by
How long until they send the military
This is the era of the revolutionary
This ain’t a test-drive
Your in the trunk
As the handcuffs click
My brothers dyin’ in the west side
Now fuck a test drive
I want the keys
The dark model stutters
From a hook hangs my sanity
Young minds enclosed
The system is a cage
Western education
Don't you dare to turn the page
The burden of a nation
I’ll say it up on stage
Fuck america
Shout out to rage
Take it all back
With a thirst of revenge
A desire of reckoning
Don't you wake up
Wishing it was not true
Fuck Donald Trump
And fuck the church too
How long until they send the military
This is the era of the revolutionary
They gentrify the mind
The eyes should not rest in between the lines
FIRE ON THE TEMPLE
There's young blood splattered on your history books
Don't try to ignore the facts your country is run by crooks
Money launder legacy distraught
Poisoning the thought
Short and medium term memory loss
Now the media gets its cut
Abuse of power's norm
Rusted ship the bottom feeder steers caught up in a storm
Signed policies with blood
You wear suits to be on the run
I got one hand on the flag
And the other on a gun
The land beneath your feet
Is the land that will consume ya
It's the lack of will to lead
Organized we'll haunt you down to ruin ya
Take a hard look
At the land beneath your feet
When your name is long forgotten
That's the land that will consume ya
A sickness from the lack of will to lead
Organized we'll haunt you down
Haunt you down to ruin ya
Smash your heads like its addition
Huitchilopotzli’s premonition
Turns out your brother-in-law
Is at the head of the commission
Never tremble
Cities gentrified behind your back we now assemble
Now you got fire on the temple
We're the tremor
For your religion I'm the devil
Systematic the approach
The operation is misleading
Shot gun stand still
In a church is where you're kneeling
You know there is a price
For the oxygen you're breathin
Make a Stand!
Fight!
For your rights!
Don’t let them tip the scales over!
Take a hard look
At the land beneath your feet
When your name is long forgotten
That's the land that will consume ya
A sickness from the lack of will to lead
Organized we'll haunt you down
Haunt you down to ruin ya
THE PEOPLE’S DRUM
Exercising my right
Step into the light "Mr. Red Tie"
What's the line you’re gonna use to lie tonight
Ain't no script for ya to read from
There ain't no beat for the people's drum
We move along with the hum of the voiceless
That for a century your policies dragged along
Centuries of history you tried to bury
Broken initiatives banner is what you carry
Mass graves for the victims
Of your regime
Media control
For the broken dreams
Impregnate Lady Justice
Political discourse of numbness
Incarnate from the ruckus
Make you taste the rust on the people's knife
I smell the reek of strife
On the words you say
The cards you play
The guards behind your back
That swore their name in your face
For some back pocket change
You put yourself
Above my own life
Deaf to the cries
On your head we got a price
Time to unite
Now the motion’s on the rise
Fighting back your system in disguise
Media Puppet Control
For the boot licking hound
Media puppet control
We’re Revolution bound
Media Puppet Control
We’re revolution bound
RIGHT TO THE CITY
Transcend the prison
Embedded in the system
Lack of self-awareness
Locked up in a prism
Now listen
The sermon that I'm preaching
Does not include a god,
It's about the power in your soul
Double charge on my words
Scars on your bones
With your daily routine
Might as well just be a clone
A city that's divided
Lifestyles colliding
Not being able to afford
That's the price of surviving
Right to the city put your fist up
We bring the heat to the street
And build up resistance
Dead ends to impunity
Strip the power from your hands
Bring it back to the community
Grass-rooted movement
Now get out the way
De-construct the institutions
That are poisoning today
We pay their salary
Oiling up the gears
Now expose em like a gallery
Empty words are toxic like an allergy
Now tell me:
When you gonna make a stand?
When you gonna stop eating from the crooks hand?
You grip the gat
And there's reason to be mad
Corporations make a profit from the motherland
Take a break from this chaos ridden life
Hot-takes with the fakes
That get paid to draw them lines
On an altered world map
To set boundaries
False world view
Machine spittin'
Formed school system cavalry
Murder for a salary
Your warfare is a business
Political mafia
Make sure to pay the witness
Make sure to pay the witness
Make sure to pay the witness
Take it all back!
Take it all away
The street belong to ya
Take it all back!
We own this fuckin place!
Take it all back
Take it all back
Take it all back
Take!
Late for the game we make the rules now
Time to take it over its their fucking time to lose
Build a new foundation
Freedom for the nations
Throw them in a jail cell
Cuz I lost my fucking patience
Cuz I lost my fucking patience
FREEDOM: FOR SALE
Now sit down and listen up
You bout to learn some
Let the rhymes I spit
Drive home afuckin statement
Delayed test
Outrageous
Your pride is on the pavement
The game is revolution
And the movement's independent
Devices monitor your steps
Down to precision
The letters on your screen
At the roots of your decision
Resting on your spleen
Are the plans that they forseen
But the seed that has now sprouted
Wasn't watered with their greed
Everybody's welcome
Step into the land where
Freedom ain't a rental
The blazing plains of hell
On the planet they call earth
Where freedom is for sale
Now you chasin' for your name
To be on the payroll
Out in Wall Street
Watch the system as it takes toll
You sell your time because the rent's due
Or to buy the new whatever
So you feel somewhat successful
Yet you complain your life's too stressful
The same cash-prize
Monetized life that you attest to
Lie is what the press do
What is your assessment
depression
In the basement
On the planet they call earth
Where freedom is for sale
Where freedom is for sale
Where freedom is for sale
Everybody's welcome!
Everybody's welcome!
TIERRA Y LIBERTAD
Aquel gobierno de hienas
Aquel gobierno que reprime
El instinto popular no se halla engañado mis hermanos
La intuición campesina tenía la razón y un corazón
Que se levanta en armas a medio dia
Ellos crearon instituciones por que les convenia
Cosecharon su tierra con hipocresía
Automatico
Caracter monocromatico
El gobierno que no te libera
El gobierno que no te motiva
Es el gobierno que como un cáncer te aniquila
Este gobierno que reprime
El instinto popular no se halla engañado
La intuición campesina tenía la razón
Un corazon
Que se levanta en armas a medio dia
Instituciones por que les convenía
Cosechando hipocresia
Jailed dreams for the freedom thirsty mind
Blood spilled on the cheque that the state signed
Gun rested still on a students rebel face
Oppression leaves a trace in the day time
Este gobierno de hienas
Este gobierno que reprime
El instinto popular no se halla engañado
La intuición campesina tenía la razón
Un corazon
Que se levanta en armas a medio dia
Instituciones por que les convenia
Cosechando hipocresia
Automatico
Caracter monocromatico
El gobierno que no te libera
El gobierno que no te motiva
Como un cáncer te aniquila
Jailed dreams for the freedom thirsty mind
Blood spilled on the cheque that the state signed
Gun rested still on a students rebel face
Oppression leaves a trace in the day time
Tierra y Libertad
Levantate
Hermano
Defiendete
Tierra y Libertad
Levantate
Organización
Conciencia colectiva
Tierra y Libertad
Levantate
Jailed dreams for the freedom thirsty mind
Blood spilled on the cheque that the state signed
Gun rested still on a students rebel face
Oppression leaves a trace in the day time
Oppression leaves a trace in the day time
WAR BIDDING
Inconclusive
Access to human rights
Becomes exclusive
The writer of your laws
Ought be deemed as abusive
Inequality is gruesome
Ideologically abrasive
Freedom is just an illusion
Slave traders the authors
Of your fucking constitution
Think your free?
Well you’re being watched
What kind of game you play
What’s the catch?
Drone over the block
Got suburban stash
Greed like I got bars
Kids to fight the wars
Top dollar for the weapons
Christian are your views
Eighteen’s old enough to kill
But it ain’t old enough to booze
Straight foolin’ watch the news
We here to blow the lid
Biggers wars bigger price
Who’s got the highest bid
Think your free?
Well you’re being watched
What kind of game you play
What’s the catch?
Drone over the block
Got suburban stash
Greed like I got bars
Kids to fight the wars
War bidding
Think your free?
Well you’re being watched
What kind of game you play
What’s the catch?
Drone over the block
Got suburban stash
Greed like I got bars
Kids to fight the wars