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khebo feat. nawi – “unassigned” lyrics

(hook)
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(verse 1)
after a hundred and fifty seven years
supreme court shut down
not so supreme
biological war fare
scares near
raging war out of fear
flu like symptoms
psychological attack of the mind is it flu or is it anthrax
fear of dying
together we stood divided we fall
have we fallen and can’t get up at all
we can but it’ll take black, white and red man to unite
seek through the dark to find the light
you wanna try to get it right
your eyes are open, but do you really see?
through that i’m a man just like you
can you go
from death to life and not life to death
stop your greed for wealth
remember the victims not just the one’s from this time
also the one’s that you left behind
saints, slaves, soldiers on reservations
for we forgive, we live

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(verse 2)
through a century’s time, five decades, and seven years is what it took
judges and sharing minds had a cascade of mixed emotions among many a crook
a team thought supreme, now becoming close to defected
is what it seems a guide’s means which we didn’t approve
in becoming elected
answers with a need to be ah’ corrected
people becoming infected
not only anthrax but fear lending to fake patriotism
no patriots, but all victims
m-ss hysteria, the nation once superior, now inferior
little loud never listening to now they hearing ya!
media glamorizing war, blood glistening, debris and bullets
sparkling a soldier fights not on the field but in self wondering
is he the hero or the villain in games played between a higher
villain, then the president, it’s proceeding beside the present
presiding on whose ridin’, whose dying, and why are we still trying?!
may the lord strike me if i’m lyin’ at least he’ll save me from struggling
opposed to surviving and wishing in a war-torn babylon fought
more on restrictions and split decisions split without precision
creating devastating missions for us to nod when a leader we chose is not in position adhere to what i’m spitting or at least stick to the truth
which is sum-than’ you may never know when you’ll finally come close to it
the truth!
when false actions and clever words are abundant from the ceiling of the white house all the way to the roof
at least try to find what i’ve been finding to define
which is the…the truth

(outro)
“i call a spade a spade.”

- khebo feat nawi lyrics

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