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PROMOE lyrics : "Government Music"

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 $#&@ 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 %#@!
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 %#@! 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 bull%#@!: 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

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