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letra de the ominous world - blu & exile

[intro: rbx & nas]
the place is here, the time is now
the journey into the shadows that we’re about to watch could be our journey

[verse 1: blu]
uh, yea, who gon’ give a f-ck?
no one, cus no one will be here to hold it up
blow it up, f-ck it, tell the government suck it
i ain’t givin’ you my ducats no mo’
[?] you want a show?
bust in your home
while you sleeping, put a bullet in your dome
now you gone for no reason
now we on to the precincts
to free the beast
unleashed, runnin’ wild in the streets
huntin’ down the police
when the f-ckin’ world blow up
you gon’ see enough stuff to make your girl throw up
but we defendin’ all women and children
by pretending that the world isn’t ending
nah, f-ck that
the truth shall set you free
f-ck lying to you, we cut you loose and let you be
rob the gun stores first, bomb the white house last
light the match, might as well go out havin’ a blast
[interlude: tamara blue & rbx]
you said you wanted guns!
you said you wanted war!
well it’s here, motherf-ckers!
stop and think for a second
if this was you

[verse 2: blu]
well if it blew and you witnessed it, what would you do?
would you loot? would you riot? would you set this b-tch on fire?
or would you hide in a bomb shelter quiet?
hopin’ that it all blows over, and you here when it’s over
you appear and catch a spear from a soldier
yo, we fought for this
died on the cross for this
died for our dreams, in our home, sleep, armed for this
now you wanna blow this b-tch up with me on it?
be honest, you don’t want me flauntin’ my women
flossin’ my jewels
you’d rather see me on my knees, washing your shoes
you thought we was cool, played me for a fool
like you can crawl out a hole and not pay no dues
i’ll be d-mned, my man
f-ck shaking hands, ‘cus i know what it’s worth
not sh-t when we blow up the earth
[interlude: tamara blue & rbx]
throw your hands up, come on!
throw your hands up
get your phones out

[verse 3: blu]
uh, yea, no more wack sh-t
like this oversaturated rap sh-t, uh
i’m the john the baptist leading you to jesus
‘cus when the f-ckin’ world blows up, you’ll probably see him
waitin’ all this time for us to k!ll ourselves
to the f-ckin’ point we couldn’t even heal ourselves
push the b-tton, watch mother nature explode
when will the f-ckin’ world blow up? who knows
maybe tomorrow (d-mn right)
one to end the sorrow
the end of payin’ rent or your car note
the end of our hope, no time to borrow
‘cus even if you not dying, you still are, though
carloads of folks drivin’ straight into the ocean
tryin’ to escape all the explosions
through the commotion, they knew who it was
so, hold us responsible, we blew this b-tch up

[interlude: tamara blue & rbx]
let them drown in the oppression that they serve
exile and blu
the narrator, the sender
throw your motherf-ckin’ hands up
[outro: tamara blue]
eyes scanning like, like surveillance cameras
can’t accept what you are seeing
orange skies filled with black clouds from cars and chainsaws and cows
we keep reading
another unarmed murder
another unsolved missing person
another starving child, hands up!
are you prepared for isolation?
scr-ppin’ for rations?
hands up!
no hashtag to follow, no programmed visual, -n-log or virtual
the tide is rising
the time is now
let the river nile flow
wash me clear of fear
let love be a flood over me
i see possibilities on many planes and galaxies
collect the dew on the leaves
let love lead
go with gratitude
wade in the waves
rejoice in the new day that peace will reign/rain

- blu exile

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