a cop told me for a nigga like you
nothing better than a jail
cause his idea of heaven is my hell
cause the devil is the president as well
that's when these bars start marching through my dreams
like martin luther king writing letters from his cell
welcome to the belly of the beast
where peanut butter jelly is a feast
and all we ever had was eachother
i told you machavelli was a priest
he told me keep my head up
i listened to his sermons everyday
i meditate on everything he preach
it'll send a nigga into peace
til you bury me a g up in the streets
let me just talk to the rebel within you
if the government pay for every inmate
and the judge own a stake in the penitentiary
where the hell he gon' send you
i just wanna build me a spot
far from the drama for my family and my mamma
if i stay here imma kill me a cop
rambunctious reckless rebels reverse and revenge
reminded revelations recycle to reveal a tragic end
emotionless energy enslaved
entitled envious enemies ready to engage
vigilant violence and furnace filled volumes
vaccinated visionaries fuck with your visions at various volumes
they're outlandish at first
lingering lobbyists listing logistics
when the revolution comes
they let you get a little money
now you can afford to buy new shit
that's how the empire do shit
now you selling your soul 'cause you ain't wanna lose it
when they tired of your ass
they gon' take that fake upper class pass
and show you where the noose is
another traitor double-crossed by the government
you could never be one of them
that's the price of trust
it cost you twice as much
now who gon' ride the bus to come fight with us