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tareek - no good lyrics

[intro]
tareek the blazin’
ladies and gentelmen
maybe i’m blind.. but all i see is..
a whole bunch.. a whole bunch of liars..
of hypocrites, of no good, man

[verse 1]
wake! and open up your f-cking eyes
open up your ears, come around listen to dirty lies
never use guns but the weapon is the mic
can’t you see that the economy is going like.. d-mn
aces of manipulation, all you do is pretend
the submission is over, time to expand
why free minds are put behind the bars
and you let go the m-th-f-ckas who made the scars
why you blind to see the people eating from the trash
we see the gleams, the dreams fading to d-mn ash
patience is a b-tch, government is a hoe
the president, marionette, w-ss up pinocchio
re-change your gl-sses maybe you can see us better
you teeling the truth, but all i see is a storyteller
we are victimized, we struggle, we gon’ hold
you were victimized, ur struggle has been sold

[hook]
f-cked up mood, hungry but no food
people goin’ rude, they call it manhood
blind and deaf dude, oh yeah i wish i would
in a m-th-f-cking country of no good!

[verse 2]
i wanna believe that i’m living a nightmare
when i see people walking with their feet bare
when i see people have nothing to d-mn wear
selfishness yoke em, about positions they care
i swear this ain’t fair, we living with no air
high death rate, man, is that a warfare?
speaking the truth, i dare, f-ck y’all no scare
f-ck that man, beware, we ready to flare
we better stop and stare, befo’ we slip in the snare
won’t back to the lair for seeing ur d-mn glare
runnin’ a state on a wheelchair, can’t go upstairs
married to honesty, love money, what a d-mn affair
like you take your d-mn share, gimme my d-mn fare
we thrown in a dark chare, f-ck it! we can bear
you thieves but aglare, we poor but aware
we live to fight you! m-th-f-ckas, no despair

[hook]

[verse 3]
they call em ministers, i call em cave men
the president in them shadow become a slave man
ain’t sh-t changed, deep sh-t still the same
misery, the same, what should we stop the blame
got a good aim, imma ignite the flame
the president is lame, ain’t that a d-mn shame!
first name “scape”, last name “goats”
we sinkin’ in sh-t, there ain’t no safety boats
while the people looking for the m-th-f-ckin’ surface
the clowns are performing it that d-mn circus
y’all pretend to be scheming, sh-t is ironic
d-mn sick country, sickness seems to be chronic
i shoot from the hip, my mind’s my president
maybe you invade minds, i’m independent
you tryna shut the people up, i’m so diffrent
maybe you k!ll people but not thoughts, pens are provident
[hook]

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