Asylum (Permanent Underclass)

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Adverse effects affect the 10% that might listen
 Welcome to the 21st neo-inquisition
 Bite your tongue hold you thoughts close to vest
 Better yet look for stars that they stitch reading "projects"
 Ironic, we never see ourselves as next prey
 What, now we equals cause we have a King's holiday?
 Coming storm here to stay
 They turned the noon sky heron gray
 Africans into slaves
 Say we free
 But if we speak like Malcolm X then they assassinate
 Fate of men on corporate memos
 Halos reserved for those who keep status quo
 Carry big stick but speak in low tones
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 Truth festers under scab of lies
 We the permanent underclass don't act surprised
 (Truth festers, festers
 Festers under scab, scab of lies
 Truth festers
 Festers under scab, scab of lies)
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 Denied access to true wealth
 We may have felt the death blow
 Again they stole our vocal chords and sold them to the devil
 We use to raise our fists now our leadership just settles
 Eyes off the ghettos
 Keep watching those space shuttles
 In midst of this madness it's madmen that win
 Even when we vote the opposite it all reverts to Regan
 Silly Christian pagans
 Still clutching myths dated back to ancient Babylon
 That might unravel dawn
 Misconstrued world view used to assault the misinformed kings
 That move and act like pawns
 Artist's conform and play minstrel
 Police State treats our young as criminals
 Why pray to Roman death symbols?
 Truth festers under scab of lies
 We the permanent underclass don't act surprised
 (Truth festers, festers
 Festers under scab, scab of lies
 Truth festers
 Festers under scab, scab of lies
 Truth festers
 Festers under scab, festers under scab of lies)
 ♪
 Inner City streets still reek of our inner turmoil
 Killing melanined equates to X amount of oil
 They're telling tall tales to keep our eyes on foreign soil
 Hearing truth from poor lips makes their blue blood boil
 Play foil to false patriots
 Remind youth of '67's race riots
 When they learned to keep us quiet
 Consumers consuming
 Products we are now neither making or using
 It only gets more confusing
 30% of armed troops minorities
 Casualties directly impact Black and Latin families
 If freedom is what we are fighting for, they why'd they swindle Gore?
 Imprison most our men and never really outlaw lynching?
 The rich get tax breaks, so they are stealing from the pensions of the poor
 Who were lured to this land by ideas of better lives
 Or tightly packed onto slaveships who's origin historians forever rewrite
 Only goal to incite a mental riot
 Defiant of airwaves designed to tailor how I act
 I drop the fists and guns and use this tongue to combat
 

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Duration
05:48
Key
11
Tempo
87 BPM

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