The Roots - Guns Are Drawn lyrics

rate me

Yeah it would be cool it could be too

Stop Running round in circles off of what we fuel

Living a lie eventually believing it's true

A lot of people here for us one could be you

It's outrageous and they just ain't nothing

But save us an ocean of brown fists in various flavors

A favor for a favor man, this is the majors

Tell me what you would do with no phone or pagers

No Kinko's, no Fed Ex and no ATM's

What you gone do when the poliece state vegin

Well it already began but I guess it depends on what's really going on

what's happening, huh

Military target practicing

They finna write another patriot act again

The days is short the nights is long

The fight goes on

The pistol and the pipes are drawn

The middle of the night

We fight like barbarians

In sight of the former might

You might think that it's a waste

Of our time

And I think you would be right

Till he drop that rhyme

And some might say that it's a waste of time

Cause ain't no amount of dancing finna break the bondage

We go to war and transcend space and time

When every record ain't a record just to shake behinds

You know the stakes is high we in the face of drama

That's why we can't shake it or escape the problem

Its like a game of roulette the barrel revolving

They only wanna see us occupying a coffin

Mothers crying too often from they lost child leaving

From trying to get over, get under, get even

Get inside getting, getting dumped, getting greedy

We got to get it right

It ain't about to be easy

You better pull you goggles up, it's about to get greasy

Believe it's on as long as we can still speak freely

Pages of my life would make it hard to read me

I know my people hearing me, holler it you hear me