Dezert Eez - Riot Gear lyrics

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Ft. Dead Prez

(Intro)

Look, wyle out here in these streets frontline

What ya gotta do to get this justice?

This fiend in the crowd, huh, look

(Verse)

With my gorilla messed up fully loaded like a tres ocho

Enemy intercept is not in the homie low-mode

Let it go, let it go, I can smell an undercover like a train dip

Even if he hella undercover

Rearrange all my pieces endangered, finna change it

Still the same old shit

Cuz when my business became, it's when situations get dangerous

I can even make the party people get angry

Betta pop it off with the sparkin' of Molotov

Black barra boys get soldiers ready for war

Still gettin' paper, preparations in ten places

And went through our community, that's why the ?

And somewhere in-between Larry Davis and Ben Travis

Mohammed, America, make me vomit a fish shit

It's foul, straight from the bowl(?) of the beast

This lyrical ride is so wild on the streets

(Hook x4)

When we sweep FTV, it's unreleased

Like the sound of a fire arm, word to all, right or wrong

(Verse 2)

Been shoppin' fresh fruits and vegetables

Armed and ready, meet me with the vestibule

Similar to Malcolm Little, aka El-Hajj Malik

El Shabaz, peerin' out the window with my weapon ready to blast

Young break the stronghold, hit em and they bill fall

Dollar back to when we walked, the road's paved in gold

Headed from the scrolls of the grand O

I lay low beneath the sniper's grind

Trapped deep behind enemy lines

Here to revolutionize, changin' the course of time

Tilt the earth revolving on it's axis

You actin' like Obama really care

But only momma care that I grab yo riot gear

Eyes above the madness round here

Praise the family's right, dedicated to change

No more roaming the streets, sex, drugs, and violence

The world feeling the heat, the truth can't be silenced

(Hook x4)

When we sweep FTV, it's unreleased

Like the sound of a fire arm, word to all, right or wrong

(Verse 3)

You betta have yo riot gear ready

This is no riot, what I'm comin' with is revolutionary

We on the frontlines, no time to be scary

Whole generation in the penitentiary

Black blood leaking like broken capillaries

Rappers not speaking the people's vocabulary

I choose to be a voice of change to fill a void

Cut through the white noise, build and destroy

The spirits finna kill black voice, time is crucial

Can't be neutral, let me know if you feel neutral

Everybody play a role in the old news

Different tactics, but we want the same goals

Some push ? inside the stronghold

Some riot, some think this would hurt their bankroll

Just mask it with whatever you got

The game cold, if you move one grain of sand, you change the flow

(Hook x4)

When we sweep FTV, it's unreleased

Like the sound of a fire arm, word to all, right or wrong

(Verse 4)

I seen them raid my people as I swarm from the steeple

I took African's blood to add it to my easel

To paint a perfect picture like Ezekiel

My science universal, they traps, ? medial

Strap up, load the gats up, all my army

The government made diseases just to harm me

It's unconstitutional to be revolutional

Fuck it! 36 chambers full of ruckus

Chills cut from steel. Young Bobby Seal

I was in Jerusalem amuzin' em with skills

I came out the bunker like wolves after sheep

Desert storm uniform, we lacin' up the cleets

No justice, no peace, from the worlds of hard seats

Police in the mud and they shootin' at my people

Thinkin' mathematical, killer be practical

Fuck, turn it up, son, it's time to be radical

(Hook x4)

When we sweep FTV, it's unreleased

Like the sound of a fire arm, word to all, right or wrong