GYPSY - Stereotypes
• Written by GYPSY
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when a stereotype becomes a statistic you better recognize best not miss it.
lead with an open hand loose not tight fisted, defend as one in closed, solid
like a fist kid
or your life, oh you will miss it, as its gone a place you cannot visit.
see old signs and faces they are twisted a reminder of those days we used
wing it, we just risked it, never thought to take a picture.
always busy were can i fit-cha, this is how we'll lift ya out ya fukin slum
so here we come, get ready to go yeah welcome to the show.
every body's here
- Crack a cold one, top up your beer and listen to what gives us fear.
turn it to a win no longer scared my other self cannot compare.
ears sealed shut cannot listen but see his eyes begin to wide as he
begins to realize all that is, may not be lies.
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- Break
Beat drop (00:01:36)
- But you, yes you, a-see, yourself, up, above, every one-else,a-cant, a-you,
a-see, your (the?) fault, in what you do, if not then halt
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but you reside, in a time, full of eyes that descriminize,
against all those who look a like as if they spy's,
sent to undercut and irrationalize your thoughts and lives.
but just wait a second, your mind i'm reckin with this lesson,
You can join the session, just listen up, walk wit the procession
respect the nation that your placed in,
people don't get to choose there race man,
know what it is that you say, before you end up layin in the street a prayin,
for that man you hate to forgive your oppression, hold out a neutral palm
you can take it at your own discretion, just understand we all are man,
travelin in the same direction to the top new order were erecting. (00:02:18)
End (00:02:26) - 8 seconds
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GYPSY
Member since December 1 2015