| Fire-bomb fire sale
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| Wrong place wrong time
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| Went in for the discount but made the payment with my life
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| Gasoline alley somebody gotta spark the good fight
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| Paint thinner baptism, bought for the mood like burn
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| But business is as usual wait your turn
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| They jumped the fence helped the shark
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| Murder in the third
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| Taking just what I earn from whom ever it may concern
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| Cause once they come crumbling down it probably won’t re-emerge
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| Since 1987 it’s been sunrise, waking up, empty gut
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| Dreaming of a better lifestyle, wild America
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| Underneath all this oppression it’s been getting mighty depressin'
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| And I’m guessin' that there’s no life lesson behind all of this evil
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| Man, woman, and seed will plant, push, and deceive you
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| Man, burn this cathedral down
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| I do not know this God that you been speakin' of
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| But now I know you’ll hear me when the weary ones are seekin' blood
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| Let’s burn it up in Tunisia
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| Let’s burn it up in Tunisia
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| Peaceful protests, block-ins, and picket lines
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| Become explosives, Glock pins, and trippin' nines
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| Iron fists meet your civil resistance
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| Trying to break the grip on this here middle existence
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| I run for the rest in them, but I stress this life
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| Cause I only got a month at best
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| I hunt Buttershots then run for the hell of it
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| A rebel with a gun that’s kept on Jack
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| Check, wait… this king cheats Falesia
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| So pour some gas and light a match, let’s tango in Tunisia
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| Black-list pistol whipped
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| Mug-shot/Passport pics
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| But banana clips for guerrilla’s hidin' in the midst
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| They’re trying to co-exist
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| But bitch don’t want a inch
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| She want a mile and that’s a mile too much that I could give
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| But this ain’t hero worship
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| This just a hungry person
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| It ain’t 'bout charity
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| Sanity or begging for mercy
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| Right now nothing could hurt me
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| Right now I’m finally free
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| Too bad I had to blaze in this Tunisia heat
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| Let’s burn it up in Tunisia
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| Let’s burn it up in Tunisia
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| Come with me all while my stomach is rumbling people is wondering why
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| Bitches is coming to media stuttering flames up under the sky
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| They kill one of ours, we kill one of theirs
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| Nobody nowhere nobody don’t care
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| Their rules of engagement don’t apply here
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| In love and in war (All is fair)
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| These criminals lying in the interviews lookin' so amused as they hold their
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| genitals
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| They put it on the news and call it the truth and report that the damage is
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| minimal
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| This kind of resurgence emergency level is burgundy ring the alarm
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| Collateral damage my people in bandages, here come the nuclear bombs
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| Flame on
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| Good thing we seen it coming
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| Rush the beast. |
| Cut off his hands before he push the button
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| Some say it’s revolution, some call it Armageddon
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| All I know is: Time is running out every second
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| It’s going down, mayday mayday, better get your weapons
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| It’s not an isolated case, it’s a global symptom
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| Wherever there’s repression, you know it brings resistance
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| And when there is smoke, fire’s in the distance
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| Let’s burn it up in Tunisia
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| Let’s burn it up in Tunisia |