What do you see when you're in the dark, and the demons come?
I see you
I see you standing over the grave of another dead President

[Bazaar Royale]
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real

[Dead Prez]
America's nightmare; young black and just don't give a fuck
Run up in a court room and wet 'em up
Got nothin' to lose, but my handcuffs
Every man must choose to lay down or stand up
It's war time, everything is fair no fear
When they said the homey murdered the judge, I don't care
Fuck him, he deserved it!
Long as the homie get away and don't get caught for the crime
I encourage it
We rootin' for the villain in black
Pourin' out our Absulut, salute, niggas is shootin' back
If self-defence we bang the pistols like
Larry Davis or Brian Nichols
Every pig, every public official
The boomerang is comin' back to get you
You reap what you sewed didn't you?
The system you created created a monster
And now you scared 'cause it's comin' back to haunt ya

[Bazaar Royale]
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real

[Dead Prez]
Since we gonna take the blame, I'mma rep my name to get my aim right
Let's have an overthrow and afterparty in the same nght
Same height as Huey, same muscle build as Malcolm
With the same circumstances in the hood you know the outcome
And read it in the news about your sergeant and your captain
Don't take this as a warning, just another nigga rappin'
Fuck the way we organizin' fuck the trainin' and the grappin'
And fuck them Uncle Toms who call police because we smacked 'em
And fuck you sympathizers with your middle class reactions
'Cause we bangin' on the system G'ed up, fuck the factions
And if you didn't know G was for George Jackson
And long live his warrior spirit packin' a Magnum
Watching over the soldiers knowin' niggas be blackin'
When we really need to be disciplined in our ways and actions
When we get some freedom you niggas can start braggin'
Until then, inside the blood of my eye, you see the dragon

[Bazaar Royale]
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real

[Immortal Technique]
I'm like the birth of baby Mohammad. The movement I started can spear
with the hardest, a martyr regarded as spartic dishearted
It doesn't matter whose missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an Afghan Teutoburg forest
Close quarters combat, over corrupted elections
Bilderberg is like cancer, it grows with infection
Nepotism is the gold in the conductors connection
And ignorance is the prison that the people are kept it
The military ain't there for the peoples' protection
They're just there to protect an investment
That's why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested
Connected streets are infested, with those tired of protesting
Traumatized children grown to guerilla garrisons
9/11 generations pale in comparison
And you will learn a lesson repeated through history
That no matter what you think, occupation is not victory!

[Bazaar Royale]
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real
I see angels above me, demons below me
Fighting over heaven, heaven, heaven is real


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