Mitch Leary: I see you. I see you standing over the grave of another dead president.
[Hook - Bazaar Royale]
[Verse 1- Dead Prez (stick.man)]
Americas nightmare youung black and just dont give a f***
Run up in a court room and wet em up
Got nothing to lose but my handcuffs
Every man must choose to lay down or stand up
Its war time everything is fair no fear
When they said the homie murdered the judge i dont care
f*** him, he deserved it
Long as the homie get away and dont get cought for the crime
I encourage it
We rootin for the villian in black pourin out our salutes
n***** is shooting back
In self defence we bang the pistols like larry davis or brian nickles
Every pig every public offical
The boomerang is coming back to get you
You reap what you sow didnt you
The system we created created a monster
And now you scared cus its coming back to haunt ya
[Hook - Bazaar Royale] x2
[Verse 2 Dead Prez (M1)]
Since we gonna take the blame
Imma rep my name to get my aim right
Lets have a overthrow and afterparty in the same night
Same height as Huey same muscle build as malcom
With the same curcumstanes in the hood you know the outcome
And read it in the news about the seargents and the captins
Dont take this as a warning just another n**** rapping
f*** the way we organizing f*** the training and the grapling
And f*** the uncle toms who call police because we smacked em
And f*** you sympathisers with your middle class reactions
Cus we banging on the system G'ed up f*** the factions
And if you didnt know the G was for George Jackson
And long live his warriors spirit packin a magnum
Watching over the soldiers knowing n***** be blackin
When we really need to be discaplined in our ways and actions
When we get some freedom you n***** can start braggin
Until then inside the blood in my eye, you see the dragon
[Hook - Bazaar Royale] x2
[Verse 3 - Immortal Technqiue]
Im like the birth of baby muhammad
The movement i started could spar with the hardest
A martyr regarded as spartic dishearted
It doesnt matter whoes missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an afgan totenberg forest?
Close quarters combat over corrupted ellections
Bilderberg is like cancer it grows an infection
Nepotism is the golden conducters connection?
And ignorance is the prision that the people are kept in
The military aint there for the peoples protection
They're just there to protect an investment
Thats why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are infested with those tired of protesting
Traumatized children grown in guerilla garrisons
911 generations pale in comparision
And you will learn a lesson repeated through history
That no matter what you think occupation is not victory
[Hook - Bazaar Royale] x2
Immortal Technique:
Somalia, Kashmir, Nigeria, Palestine, Iraq bring it back.
[Hook - Bazaar Royale]
[Verse 1- Dead Prez (stick.man)]
Americas nightmare youung black and just dont give a f***
Run up in a court room and wet em up
Got nothing to lose but my handcuffs
Every man must choose to lay down or stand up
Its war time everything is fair no fear
When they said the homie murdered the judge i dont care
f*** him, he deserved it
Long as the homie get away and dont get cought for the crime
I encourage it
We rootin for the villian in black pourin out our salutes
n***** is shooting back
In self defence we bang the pistols like larry davis or brian nickles
Every pig every public offical
The boomerang is coming back to get you
You reap what you sow didnt you
The system we created created a monster
And now you scared cus its coming back to haunt ya
[Hook - Bazaar Royale] x2
[Verse 2 Dead Prez (M1)]
Since we gonna take the blame
Imma rep my name to get my aim right
Lets have a overthrow and afterparty in the same night
Same height as Huey same muscle build as malcom
With the same curcumstanes in the hood you know the outcome
And read it in the news about the seargents and the captins
Dont take this as a warning just another n**** rapping
f*** the way we organizing f*** the training and the grapling
And f*** the uncle toms who call police because we smacked em
And f*** you sympathisers with your middle class reactions
Cus we banging on the system G'ed up f*** the factions
And if you didnt know the G was for George Jackson
And long live his warriors spirit packin a magnum
Watching over the soldiers knowing n***** be blackin
When we really need to be discaplined in our ways and actions
When we get some freedom you n***** can start braggin
Until then inside the blood in my eye, you see the dragon
[Hook - Bazaar Royale] x2
[Verse 3 - Immortal Technqiue]
Im like the birth of baby muhammad
The movement i started could spar with the hardest
A martyr regarded as spartic dishearted
It doesnt matter whoes missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an afgan totenberg forest?
Close quarters combat over corrupted ellections
Bilderberg is like cancer it grows an infection
Nepotism is the golden conducters connection?
And ignorance is the prision that the people are kept in
The military aint there for the peoples protection
They're just there to protect an investment
Thats why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are infested with those tired of protesting
Traumatized children grown in guerilla garrisons
911 generations pale in comparision
And you will learn a lesson repeated through history
That no matter what you think occupation is not victory
[Hook - Bazaar Royale] x2
Immortal Technique:
Somalia, Kashmir, Nigeria, Palestine, Iraq bring it back.