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welly d - imperial lyrics

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but that expropriation of the third world
has been going on for 400 years
brings us to another reveleation

mainly that the third world is not poor
you don’t go to poor countries to make money
there are very few poor countries in this world
most countries are rich

the philippines are rich
brazil is rich
mexico is rich
chile is rich
only the people are poor

still comin down comin down my yesterday
im a rebel no cause im a renegade
yea i ran outta tears they all washed away
cuz i gotta get bands and i gotta get paid

lone in my room writin abcs
but my first three letters was the ebt
and i had to go harder than the dbz
now im writin this prose here faithfully
everywhere i go they afraid of me
like the choppa gon sing less they stray from me
they be sendin they bombs and the state police
from the land to the sea all my people ain’t free

losin my fight
got that tool
in my sight
whats the use
through the night
i dont think im livin right because +

i ain’t even been outside in a minute
i been couped in the stu insides where im livin
like this little piece of mine
bring me piece of mind
if you cross that line you gon feel it

you can blame it on me like i am the villain
got my back to the rope of course i be swinging
i be writing down all i know
while i smoke this dope
this is how i cope with the livin

i ain’t even been outside in a minute
whats the use in what i do when im dyin for livin
pray the lord that i rly been tryn
not to cross that line
but im thinkin this time ill be sinnin
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so one of the laws of capitalist motion and development is this inexorable expansion and that means expansion into and expropriation of the third world. perpetrated by the portuguese, the spaniards, the dutch, the belgians, the french, the english, and most recently, most successfully, most impressively, by the americans

everybody know it ain’t trickin if ya have it
born da right zip code livin like magic
flippin that coin and it could’ve been tragic
if ya never ended up crossing atlantic

villages of kids that are dressed up in rags
light a little cig take a hitta the drag
pop a little pill from a couple they bagged
they ain’t really worried bout their health or the bag

mama given up so she dont even nag
winter gettin cold so they burnin the flag
lost another homie from the shrap of a frag
cause of death will probably be because of the mag

extended dat mag sound like drums from the trap
shootin at the sun to the tempo of hats
forced us into ghettoes then they takin our dads
f+ck you gon be mad if they aimin back

loo sin my fight
got that tool
in my sight
whats the use
through the night
i dont think im livin right because +
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i ain’t even been outside in a minute
i been couped in the stu insides where im livin
like this little piece of mine bring me piece of mind if you cross that line you gon feel it

you can blame it on me like i am the villain
got my back to the rope of course i be swinging
i be writing down all i know while i smoke this dope this is how i cope with the livin

i ain’t even been outside in a minute
whats the use in what i do when im dyin for livin
pray the lord that i rly been tryn
not to cross that line
but i think this time ill be sinnin

you can blame it on me like i am the villain
got my back to the rope of course i be swinging
i be writing down all i know while i smoke this dope this is how i cope with the livin

- welly d lyrics

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