Paris (Rapper) - Acid Reflex lyrics

[Verse 1: Paris] Hard truth soldier music, hard truth over music Exposed so the youth can use it Guerrilla Funk don't confuse it With off-brand gangster rap that don't do sh** P-Dog and I'm back with a new clique Sharpshooters, four deep in a 'lark shooters That might creep in dark and shoot the police In the heart for Sean Bell and Martin Luther Cause ever since '90 America tried to bling me, but they still can't blind me 18 years behind me, 20 mo' left Pro-left, pro-d**h, the Bush k**a Corporate conservative crook k**er Wolfowitz for the chips that he took k**er This industry is full of shook n***as That's why the shame grip breaker returns to left hook n***as [Hook: T-K.A.S.H.] Now when we say Guerrilla Funk We don't mean monkeys on a vine We mean this as in New Orleans Virginia Tech and Columbine [Verse 2: Paris] We still rise like gas prices On fire like CNN satellite vans if they pa** by us Like Bechtel hush money cash stipends Lindsay Lohan's nose and vagina f** Imus Then again white folks pointin' fingers at the hate that hate made is timeless Look at Hussein, paid 'em, trained 'em Played 'em, called 'em "al-Qaeda" then hanged 'em You said die n***a? But I'm still crackin' Like six out of twenty nine eleven hijackers If anybody dead, it's kids in the black church Being mislead by the misled B-E-T, telling kids get bread But never telling 'em what to do with bread A project for the b**h scared Joe Biden running blue but he just might drip red [Hook: T-K.A.S.H.] Now when we say Guerrilla Funk We don't mean monkeys on a vine We mean this as in New Orleans Virginia Tech and Columbine O.J. Simpson, B.T.K Beltway, Peterson, Jon Benet The San Francisco Panther 8 Our government's hate for foreign kind [Verse 3: Paris] Representing for the innocent victims out in Darfur But it's really not our war I'ma leave it alone on this track cause that's something I had to go and write to a whole 'nother song for The rap sh** got n***as on all fours T-K.A.S.H. make many sound like Forrest Guerrilla Funk, straight vets, place bets them Pseudo-a** revolutionaries never come towards us By the way, if you ain't spittin' hard truth Then you ain't spittin' sh** up in our booth Grande mocha civil rights leaders get a Blue star mama tryin' to walk up in our shoes Guerrilla Funk dot com is the website Log on, get'cha head right We got pro-red right scared to head to bed at night Hard Truth won't spare ya life motherf**er [Hook: T-K.A.S.H.] Now when we say Guerrilla Funk We don't mean monkeys on a vine We mean this as in New Orleans Virginia Tech and Columbine O.J. Simpson, B.T.K Beltway, Peterson, Jon Benet The San Francisco Panther 8 Our government's hate for foreign kind [Interlude] What is a revolution? Was no love lost, was no compromise, was no negotiation, I'm tellin' you you don't know what a revolution is! Because when you find out what it is you'll get out of the way. You haven't got a revolution that doesn't involve bloodshed And you're afraid to bleed, I saw it, you're afraid to bleed If it is right, for America to draft us and teach us how to be violent, then it is right for you and me [Bridge: Sandy Griffith] We don't talk about, we do it Got no time to dance, it's the movement Comin' way too strong, let's move it Freedom must be won, or lose it [Interlude: Paris] Who said freedom could never be won? Who said it was the ballot or the gun? Who said a group like us, couldn't move? It wasn't me, but maybe it was you [Another speech to end - "never back down, never bow down"]