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letra de survival tactics - con fuze

its like
why can’t we all get along
times is tought
i’m trynna show how to make it ina song
scence is rough
naturally strapped g’s r ruff in this junkle hustle
first learn to shoot an object ina hole
while playing with marbles
now i roll
,rebelling with rebels
dumpin’ heavily shakin’ physicals
in pits until bodies remain humble(sh-t)

work the puzzle,cards when shaveled
you can’t walk our streets with no state of mind
anonymously stabbed from behind
the night isn’t blind through the eyes of thieves
coming to steal
will u stand still after lookin’ at the hands embracin a steel
listen carefully when mute man speaks
learn of new clear tips
waitin as the clock ticks // bomb of nuclear ships
machine man are heartless
they f-ck is lifeless like men born without d-cks
call em spartans
man my mind learns ,even tho my heart burns
i won’t be pulled back like the perm of al sharpton
i’m just a good kid in the streets goin to war
with beasts while ya still stuck wt ina sleep

chorus

yo we living in the wilderness
are you a sheep in the presence of a lioness?
ain’t no peace projects is pandemonium
grab ya apparatus son! we got to get out of this!

verse 2

its so hard in the streets
people dying as we speak
,so tell me how do you sleep?
the worlds fulla snakes son watch ya legs
in green gr-ss
relax
but learn ta think fast
my mind’s a steal case
hard headed,can’t handle it
knowledge that i still embrace
about a thieving race / people of colour they still oppress
never believed all thats seen or heard of in a press
its all old news
ain’t nothing changed ,still the same sh-t
like skin colours in the townships
f-ck racists ma’f-ckers tryna separate us
tax payers
cramped shack dwella’s
formulated self hate sparkin’ acts of xenophobia
its psychology boi ‘m telln ya
taught to kiss -ss of a europian tourist
n ta burn necks of ya african homies
bro’s reject actin like zombies just like police
i’m shona she’s xhosa will they murder me for duin the honour when i’m on her
k!lling each other for s-x &food desperate acts of hunger
so what’s the purpose of a black president
cause still i see sufferin in eyes of every ghetto resident
remaining persistent of a united africa
to a new island
who i lead
people army
together we stand
to sever the feds,connecting the ends
it don’t matter what sheet yall slumber under
we all sleep in bad
situation is bliss like ignorance
while yall rapping to entertain like bow wow
i’m out in da crowd bout ta spark a revolution like mau mau

chorus x2

yo we living in the wilderness
are you a sheep in the presence of a lioness?
ain’t no peace projects is pandemonium
grab ya apparatus son! we got to get out of this!

- con fuze

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