PROMOE - Government Music lyrics

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Well I got things to do

And people got things to say

Said I got work to do

And the people find time to play

Babylon system is stuck in a slow modem

Why yall persisting to fuck with the Promoe when

No rapper that rise against me shall ever prosper

Rhymes written in the bible, revolutionary rasta

Take an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth

I tell a lie for a lie and a truth for a truth

I spit a line after line over loop after loop

To make your mind intertwine with brain food at the root

Cus we all gotta eat but I ain't sellin' my soul

Cus man can't live by them belly alone

I'm hard to reach trust no cellular phones

Cus the government agents wanna follow we 'round

Electronic transmittors picked up by satelites

I'm writing rhymes in a room lit up by candle lights

And I'm spittin... in the wind, of changin' times

In the name of unchaining minds

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All of a sudden when you sick

Off all of that government music

Just call and I'll come with that new shit

Just call if you love revolutions

Call on this sub level nuisance

Ball you could bloody well lose it

Come on call if you run with a crew which

Is armed with a gun and a full clip

Pointed at the business give me points and tour support

And creative control or end up in the war report

Us against them David versus Goliath

I'm bustin' at them aim at jerks with cold fire

Old pirates rob I of my songs of freedom

Songs that we've done Promoe comes from Sweden

Needn't no further introduction

In a world of wack music my shit serve as interruptions

Short breaks from a reality that's really unreal

Where record companies want you to sign a dumb deal

Then they're swallowing your following like a bottle in a fridge

They suck you dry and leave your body in a ditch

They steal your golden days then when you're old and grey

They done found new blood to mold and clay

And if you're bold and play make sure you read the terms

A life long contract till you feed the worms

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Yo you can call me on the 1-800 hotline

Listen closely go out and cop mine

Or you the type to drop dimes and call the cops? fine

Bring your glocks, nines ain't nothing can stop mine

Though life is one big road with alot of stop signs

And I carry a big load as long as I rock rhymes

I do not mind, the bullshit: behind

Love will conquer all evil

It's easier for Heavy D to enter through the eye of a needle

Than for the government to be buying my people

Your smile is deceitful, plastic, colgate white

Get it smashed if your flow ain't tight

Now if that happen to me I'd spit blood on the tracks

Till it's cluttered with facts and women cuddle the wax

Love to the max physical and spiritual

Natural, lyrical miracle

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Well I got things to do

And people got things to say

Said I got work to do

And the people find time to play