Last Resort dropped the [bad word] that make a [bad word] wanna rap
Hit the studs with Logic, Shadia and there ain't go going back
Thug life's on my chest and freedom's tattooed on my arm
Young [bad word] from the ends, turned out from the start
Gonna put it on my heart, I put it on my pain
I live for you becau' I ain't tryna die in vain
All your efforts lame, Lord my angle's straight
I never flipped and turned pig for a [bad word] jig(?)
I moved fate but I grow fully righteously(???)
Flipped food to buy all my people what they need
Forget greed when my brethren starving
I'm tired of all the peace rallies with all my people marching
I say we get the ting and spark 'em
Time to charge in and charge him with crimes that he did (?)
You get me, pagan
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This is my testimony
Hear me out
This is my testimony
It's all I have
This is my testimony
Hear me out
This is my testimony

See I wanna know which side are you on
There's nothing inbetween, so you gotta pick one
I wanna know where you're going
So I know where you came from
Don't expect an applause just 'cause you added freedom
To your vocab, see only the realest can feel this, it's simple
It's not enough [bad word] around shouting 'free the people'
We gotta breathe this, live this
Be this change we wanna see in life
To get the results we want so generations [bad word] Can have the right weapons to fight
Now that hip-hop's on our side, we're lyrically targeted
With weapons of creation from all sides
Of the globe, it's universal, never can they ever tame us
Never can they ever stop us
Our souls are loaded with enough ammunition
That will last until justice is served
For the stolen indigenous generations
From Africa to Palestinian refugee camps
To Indian reservations until our final destination
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Listen, a part of me loves it when I hear from my ex
part of me wishes I never even got the text
I've lost money and love, I've even lost respect
I've been young where I've put love after 
I'm seen as a threat because of my associates
If I wasn't conscience I wouldn't even notice it
I wouldn't notice all the anger and all the hate
That I get from the people that don't feel the same way
But they might have had the same [bad word] Same call of shocks, different blocks but the same hustle
Not the type to say I love you if I never meant it
Not the type to stay quiet, I'm the intervention
My heart pumps blood to my hand
And my hand writes it down so that you can understand
I never planned to be an activist, see I began as a producer
And over the years I started to rap a bit
Then I started reading about what's happening
But not a lot of people like to read so I'm rapping it
And even then it's more effective when you give a vision
'Cause people do prefer to watch rather than to listen
The revolution will not be terrorised
'Cause there's no way that they'll televise a genocide
And they'll never publicise none of their lies
My testimony's something that I'll never jeopardise

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