Spearhead - Food For The Masses lyrics

rate me

I love family

'cause family brings inspirations

one love to you and peace to all the nations

Aztlan the Puerto Rican and Jamaican

the African the Maori, Kouri and the Haitian

on the chocolate reservation

I'll take a hit and then pass the information

to the left hand side and

keep providin', pride and,

sustenance and guidance

Mass Hysteria fools breaking down the barrier

militant cliques big up the area

put your fist in the air now,

show me that cha care now

and that cha really know how

Don't get thee behind me Satan

I'll keep thee in front so I can kick thee in the ass and

assassinate all your wicked inventions

your new world order and your global intentions

not to mention the department of corrections

makin' money off of people in detention

doin' time for possessions

countin' the days in the dark they buildin' up aggressins

progressions all the dirty lessons

in the belly of the beast only God hears confessions

Geronimo Pratt's still sittin' in the cellar

done as many years as they did Mandela

Parole board wanted to know are you remorseful

how could I be becouse I didn't do the crime yo

y'alls the Motha fucka's that's guilty

lockin' me in solitary eight years of filthy

kill the messanger, you can't kill the message

yo I'm bringin' food for the masses

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For the Masses for the masses

mental food food for the masses

for the masses for the masses for the true for the true

For the Masses for the masses

mental food food for the masses

for the masses for the masses for the true for the true

So let's eat have a seat

call the Maitre D'

commencin' with the riddim

I get open on the beat

let 'em say what they say about the way that we be

it's the year two triple O

They can't stop we

Aw'ight, Sellassie I the book unfolds

I write 'cause half the story has never been told so

No one can stop it the whole world's droppin out the socket

Blowin' up, like NASA when I rock it

the high tech ways of the civilized man

can't stand my people but ya love the sun tan

Fly the space shuttle like dancer and prancer

you nuke the north pole now you got skin cancer

the answer you see I'm fly like Lufthansa

you can Valujet but you takin' big chances

on crashes. Change your name like Cassius

the classes be making food for the masses

then shift to a speed that's common for the listeners

MC's and wanna be street politicians

in competition with the envious visions

they chasin' paper dollars to a pop chart prison

but listen this isn't me against you

'cause the whole world's checking out the things that we do

ya sold your soul to the Saint Ide's brew

that's aw'ight I like the Sprite in you

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