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[Verse 1: Asteri & Savan DePaul]
Lemme tell you bout the love lost
It was deep within the dust-fog
Ba’athists and mobs kicked the fuck off
In a global chess game filled with much loss
Lemme tell you bout the men lost
And the women that got offed by a TEC shot
And the children clinging on by a thread
Rocked from all the fibbing from the bosses and despots
So many sources and actors at play
My god, your eyes and media, turn them this way!
What do I gotta say in a age of misinformation
Slick-shit defaming, civic-depraving, sadistic framing within these nations?
Lemme say to you
Lemme pray to you
Lemme give you a space within our state to you
Lemme say to you
Lemme pray to you
Lemme give you a space within our state to you
The thoughts of those who fled
The workers, not the Feds
Those in ghetto threads
Propagandised heads:
We’re dead
Here we go again...
[Hook: Asteri & Savan DePaul]
See the hype beyond the hypebeast
See the hype beyond the hypebeast
The rivers of blood like Syria
What you gonna do about it?
The rivers of blood like Syria
What you gonna do about it?
The rivers of blood like Syria
What you gonna do about it?
See the hype beyond the hypebeast
See the hype beyond the hypebeast
The rivers of blood like Syria
What you gonna do about it?
Dictator fallen, lemme tell you lemme tell you ‘bout the troops
What you gonna do about it?
Dictator fallen, lemme tell you lemme tell you ‘bout the troops
What you gonna do about it?
[Verse 2: Savan DePaul]
Cannon, uzi, landmine
Cannot use a landline
Damn this brutal franchise
Can’t be soothed with grand prize
Ample food for vampires
Hammers shoot humankind
Cameras shoot the damned sight
Transit route was transcribed
Families ruined, mass crimes
Trampled thru human rights
Fights between the empires
Find a cease then blast fire
Strike a deal, it backfired
ISIS evil transpired
I can see the gas fired
Lines of people ran till tired, strive to be free and thrive
Lines of people ran till tired, strive to be free and thrive
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
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2. |
city of soil
01:37
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[Intro: Asteri]
Oh you're gonna spit a verse? Ew...
[Hook: Savan DePaul]
Ninety-nine cicadas spawned from the city of soil
Ninety-eight were passes going dead as dead, crawling in shit, sent all back to shit
One cicada left to survive and toil
[Bridge 1: Asteri]
What are you gonna do?
Are you gonna spit it? Can you do it?
What are you gonna do?
Are you gonna kick it? Can you do it?
What are you gonna do?
Are you gonna hit it? Can you do it?
What are you gonna do?
Are you gonna sit-sit-sit-sit it?
[Bridge 2: Savan DePaul & Asteri]
Nah nah, that’s pretend, bruh (Again, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you)
Philly cats some excellent life enders
Don’t act like we're tender (Again, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you)
Outwrite you outright on a night bender
For real and for truth (Again, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you)
What's the deal with them youts that deal wit' a kilo to move
And act like we adhere to the rules? (Again, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you, lemme tell you)
They say I'm too weird with the tunes
[Verse: Savan DePaul]
Blowing skull from jaw, DePaul will call willingly
No respect at all for laws that cause misery
Incessantly sound off like the coqui be chirpin'
Sometimes needed homies to console me in person
Gotta watch your step ‘cause these Oath Keepers lurking
And they'll send their finest units to assault G's and hurt them
Peering over rooftops just like they done in Missouri
Left a bitter taste in mouth like the coffee were burning
I write this wired from the hot tea I'm slurping
Fight for revolution never stops being worth it
Worth it
[Hook: Savan DePaul & Asteri]
(Lemme respond...)
Ninety-nine cicadas spawned from the city of soil (nope, nope)
Ninety-eight were passes going dead as dead, crawling in shit, sent all back to shit (nope, nope)
One cicada left to survive and toil (nope)
[Hook: Savan DePaul]
Ninety-nine cicadas spawned from the city of soil
Ninety-eight were passes going dead as dead, crawling in shit, sent all back to shit
One cicada left to survive and toil
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for khartoum with love
03:34
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For Khartoum with Love (Uprising!)
[Verse 1: Savan DePaul]
World war torn, fuck a warlord
Spreading gore more
What’s the force for?
Militias and feds as cowards and killers
The power administered down on civilians
Blacked out, now they’re killing em
Strapped (blaow!) mass abuses
Repressed anarchists set as targets
Scapegoats for the crooks who sit in parliaments
I wonder who else is complicit in crimes?
Digging up mines used for splitting up thighs (oh my)
Blood and the Earth, mutter the herb (word)
Fucking absurd, fucking absurd (eurghhh)
Companies splurge, money to burn (burn)
Suckers’ll learn, come to the burbs (swerve)
Blood on the ferns, bloodiest purge (word!)
Rise up yutes, fuck what you heard
[Verse 2: Asteri]
With ignorance and gusto
No perspective of hustle
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
Don't you see em fighting for freedom
Like we did three hundred-some years ago?
More all those killed, raped, and losing hope?
But yall just looking away?
While RSF is rapidly taking away
And you're just looking away?
[Verse 3: Savan DePaul]
In between the ganja weed
Look at all the janjaweed dropping teens
Bump stock is locked is key
Nigga it ain’t locked on me
But I see the rotten regime plus an Emirati scheme
Raised fist to Khartoum teens
Free all Sudanese peeps
Liberate the populi (you’ll all be free!)
In between the ganja weed
Look at all the janjaweed dropping teens
Bump stock is locked is key
Nigga it ain’t locked on me
But I see the rotten regime plus an Emirati scheme
Raised fist to Khartoum teens
Free all Sudanese peeps
Liberate the populi (you’ll all be free!)
[Chorus: Savan DePaul & Asteri]
(Free, free)
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
(Free, free)
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
(Free, free)
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
(Free, free)
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
(Free, free)
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
(Free, free)
It's people missing
Revolution hissing
(Free, free, free, free)
(Free, free, free, free)
[Outro: Savan DePaul & Asteri]
No rest 'till freedom
Go!
No rest 'till freedom
Go!
No rest 'till freedom
Go!
No rest 'till freedom
Go!
No rest 'till freedom
Go!
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