Assassination - Dead Prez

Our people are poor, and you know damn well nobody wants to be poor

This play is gonna show how the pigs react when the people start

To take community, control over what belongs to them

And liberate it back (echoes)

Sometimes I just don’t care

Murderation, modern hanging education

Price of your life is goin up it aint inflation

Incrimination, they got my picture at the station

Elimination, state to state we eatin by this nation

Them belly full, my trigger finger got pulled

To cut the bull shots’ll warm your flesh like wool

These tools for survival make fools out of rivals

Fuck the Bible, get on your knees and praise my rifle

Your life is done there aint another place to run

Eat your own gun, scared because my people never known fun

Cops drive down the streets and blow my friends away

I try to smoke enough lah to take my sins away

This E&J be freein us in it’s own special way son

We live for the day, the only way dunn

The violence in me, reflect the violence that surround me I choose that wildly Mr. Charley keep his eye on me To figure my head, but them ass kissin niggas is dead

We learn the chokeholds with fishermen’s thread

I read The Art of Sun-Tzu in a couple of fuckin days

Used to practice Kung-Fu with this nigga that’s like, double my age

And you can put this on the government’s grave

Somebody payin for the way we have to suffer and slave

Assassination, word up I hope they get the assassins, I hope that something is done to them

Problem is they’re killing them, it reminds me of something like what

Happened to Lincoln

You aint even safe wit a full clip

Hustle out on the president’s grave

I’m sick of livin in this bullshit

We down to take it to the full length

Meet us up on Capitol Hill, and we can get up in some real shit

Assassination, *gunshot* yeah