Free Breakfast

T’s like the French Revolution, bring out the guillotines

I’m charging you treason, made a land of broken dreams

We pulling back the curtains, everything aint what it seems

From the senators to the rappers, who’s the master behind the scenes?

But they telling me to chill, chill

They keep telling me to chill, chill

But they telling me to chill, chill

They keep me telling me to chill

Nah, I’m here to say what all you rappers all too pussy to say

You bending over for executives as long as you getting pays

What’s the blackmail that they got from when you partied too hard

How you calling our women bitches then you talking bout god

You say that you a go gotter, there’s no one better

But me I see an exploiter, an oppressor

They colonized us with a system and you tryna replicate it

Bobby seales had got it right, that’s why Chicago eight ‘em

Give free breakfast to the children and they call you villain

But they poisoning our food, the shareholders made a killing

Notice how they, love victims but they hate resistance

Oppress us now then in 50 years they’ll just

Ask forgiveness

Patriot act is how watch me, propaganda is how they stop me

Cause for every Martin that’s Luther, you got a Martin that’s Lockheed m

I’m the closest human being to being like I’m Shakur

You think I’m talking Pac, I’m talking assata, stop

But they telling me to chill, chill

They keep telling me to chill, chill

But they telling me to chill, chill

They keep me telling me to chill

Now, I see the drugs, in the parties, exploitation, of the bodies

The bombs, Nagasaki, CEOs committing robberies

The diamonds, the cobalt, from the pillaging of Congo

The murder, of the natives; Santiago, to Toronto

The lobbies, corruption, the taxes, deductions

Promoting consumption; black Wall Street destruction,

Another school just had a shooting, and they left em in the cold

When Huey Newton said redistribution; all the sudden gun control

The Investors buying homes, now we’ll never get to own

Steal data from our phones, education, student loans

Not raising, our wages, but the profits outrageous

The systems the same as, the age of, the slavers

They breaking, the unions, our hands up, they shooting

The army’s recruiting, invasions, the looting

The Chevrons, pollution, big pharma; they using

That leaves us, one answers, that answers; revolution