One two three Four Freedom, fight a heart igniter on the front
Line, Shea
Error defining, I'm complying in the light of day
Shroud with the pride of the people on my shoulder, voices getting louder as the nights
They get colder
Grit in my eye, no suit, no tie
Banner in the sky for the truth we ride
The streets are the stage where the free will engage
Revolutionary dreams, they can't fade
Skip the rebel chants, I'm in my zone, Shea
Out in the streets where the legends are grown, aye
Vibrate on my dome, authority overthrown
A mural on the wall and my name is well known
I'm spitting verses, shout like it's guerrilla warfare
Militant mind, opposition better beware
Cubanling ground, my neck socialist flame
Revolution in the air, fist up if you dare
March to the beat of the downtrodden fleet
Carve out a path where the heart and cause meet
My word is my armory, mic in my grip
Like Shea with his rifle, let my lyrics rip
Militant stance, finale enhanced in the rhythm I advance
Make the whole world dance from the mountains to the streets, we lead the advance
This spirit of devourer, we keep it in our hands
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
With every line, I fight to buy what's set the truth free
Legacy of Shea is living deep inside me
It's your age
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
If you're looking for the fact of life, it's a street breed
Hold me in front of any guy that would be my client
I can't get a figure in the scope of history
Join the peasants and the workers to unravel the mystery
Clad in olive green, a vision for equality
Spreading continental dreams, sparking up a new reality
I channel his gaze, guerrilla smoke in the haze
Revolution, my phrase, in the catalyst maze
I'm harsh without the bitchin' of a thousand burning suns
Dream floated like a chain, lost no fiber in our verbal blunts
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
With every line, I fight to buy what's set the truth free
Legacy of Che is living deep inside me
It's your age
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
Leave your ship in every vein, command it like Ephraim
Crown the people, smoke vocal glyphs, spray for all
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
Across the plains of mines, where revolution plays in cheese
Image on the flag, our movement amazin'
Doty of knowledge, got books as my bullets in the struggle for the free
We pullin' no bullets
With every step forward, the old guard retreats
Blastin' through the lies till the truth completes
The legacy lives on in the heart of the street
Hip-hop's our jungle, a revolutionary's feat
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One two three Four Freedom, fight a heart igniter on the front
Line, Shea
Error defining, I'm complying in the light of day
Shroud with the pride of the people on my shoulder, voices getting louder as the nights
They get colder
Grit in my eye, no suit, no tie
Banner in the sky for the truth we ride
The streets are the stage where the free will engage
Revolutionary dreams, they can't fade
Skip the rebel chants, I'm in my zone, Shea
Out in the streets where the legends are grown, aye
Vibrate on my dome, authority overthrown
A mural on the wall and my name is well known
I'm spitting verses, shout like it's guerrilla warfare
Militant mind, opposition better beware
Cubanling ground, my neck socialist flame
Revolution in the air, fist up if you dare
March to the beat of the downtrodden fleet
Carve out a path where the heart and cause meet
My word is my armory, mic in my grip
Like Shea with his rifle, let my lyrics rip
Militant stance, finale enhanced in the rhythm I advance
Make the whole world dance from the mountains to the streets, we lead the advance
This spirit of devourer, we keep it in our hands
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
With every line, I fight to buy what's set the truth free
Legacy of Shea is living deep inside me
It's your age
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
If you're looking for the fact of life, it's a street breed
Hold me in front of any guy that would be my client
I can't get a figure in the scope of history
Join the peasants and the workers to unravel the mystery
Clad in olive green, a vision for equality
Spreading continental dreams, sparking up a new reality
I channel his gaze, guerrilla smoke in the haze
Revolution, my phrase, in the catalyst maze
I'm harsh without the bitchin' of a thousand burning suns
Dream floated like a chain, lost no fiber in our verbal blunts
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
With every line, I fight to buy what's set the truth free
Legacy of Che is living deep inside me
It's your age
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
Leave your ship in every vein, command it like Ephraim
Crown the people, smoke vocal glyphs, spray for all
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
Across the plains of mines, where revolution plays in cheese
Image on the flag, our movement amazin'
Doty of knowledge, got books as my bullets in the struggle for the free
We pullin' no bullets
With every step forward, the old guard retreats
Blastin' through the lies till the truth completes
The legacy lives on in the heart of the street
Hip-hop's our jungle, a revolutionary's feat
Line, Shea
Error defining, I'm complying in the light of day
Shroud with the pride of the people on my shoulder, voices getting louder as the nights
They get colder
Grit in my eye, no suit, no tie
Banner in the sky for the truth we ride
The streets are the stage where the free will engage
Revolutionary dreams, they can't fade
Skip the rebel chants, I'm in my zone, Shea
Out in the streets where the legends are grown, aye
Vibrate on my dome, authority overthrown
A mural on the wall and my name is well known
I'm spitting verses, shout like it's guerrilla warfare
Militant mind, opposition better beware
Cubanling ground, my neck socialist flame
Revolution in the air, fist up if you dare
March to the beat of the downtrodden fleet
Carve out a path where the heart and cause meet
My word is my armory, mic in my grip
Like Shea with his rifle, let my lyrics rip
Militant stance, finale enhanced in the rhythm I advance
Make the whole world dance from the mountains to the streets, we lead the advance
This spirit of devourer, we keep it in our hands
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
With every line, I fight to buy what's set the truth free
Legacy of Shea is living deep inside me
It's your age
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
If you're looking for the fact of life, it's a street breed
Hold me in front of any guy that would be my client
I can't get a figure in the scope of history
Join the peasants and the workers to unravel the mystery
Clad in olive green, a vision for equality
Spreading continental dreams, sparking up a new reality
I channel his gaze, guerrilla smoke in the haze
Revolution, my phrase, in the catalyst maze
I'm harsh without the bitchin' of a thousand burning suns
Dream floated like a chain, lost no fiber in our verbal blunts
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
With every line, I fight to buy what's set the truth free
Legacy of Che is living deep inside me
It's your age
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
Leave your ship in every vein, command it like Ephraim
Crown the people, smoke vocal glyphs, spray for all
Black, black, green, green, we're naked, that's D.M.P
Across the plains of mines, where revolution plays in cheese
Image on the flag, our movement amazin'
Doty of knowledge, got books as my bullets in the struggle for the free
We pullin' no bullets
With every step forward, the old guard retreats
Blastin' through the lies till the truth completes
The legacy lives on in the heart of the street
Hip-hop's our jungle, a revolutionary's feat
Writer: Missimahu Hounk
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid