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Raised Fist And Then They Run

Tale of treachery, hate and tragedy And a little grain of truth Just remember it's eye for an eye And tooth for a tooth All about growth and expansion

of treachery, hate and tragedy And a little grain of truth Just remember it's eye for an eye And tooth for a tooth All about growth and expansion

of treachery, hate and tragedy And a little grain of truth Just remember it's eye for an eye And tooth for a tooth All about growth and expansion

They always ask me, ' Ali, what you so angry for man? Why you always so upset? ' I tell 'em ' Shit, theres a thin line between anger and hunger my man And

dashing smash hits I yell run nigga run While I cook up classics The weak hearted, become Babylon puppets Making it hard for real hustlas Touch the sky now and then

all out my system, take em, and then I twist em Put em out one day and see, who wanna diss em As you fold I'll sting ya, run up and you bitch up Y'all

right, somebody raise your fist and let me know I'm not alone, revolution, doesn't mean fightin in these streets, and it ain't gonna be no revolution without the women, and

class leather city trade with ya ass And show ya the rough times Hungry homeless people commiting crime after crime And bitches working the pike for dough Then they run

and keep it dirty cause we never had a reason to change we keep it the same, start a war with the glock nine and thug like a mob, and rock mine So let