Fight or Flight

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Fight or Flight


Here’s a gun now shoot that
bum. Now here’s another senseless
crime. Death by ignorance. We
continue to kill for colors and blocks,
drugs and shoes. But not the
imperialist fools who really own
the hoods and goods. Black on
Black, white on black. Damn who’s
my friend and who’s my foe.
In prison they say strip and dip
to check our ass holes. But we so stupid
for not choking this asshole for
taking our freedom. Death, death
death all around me. Drugs and
guns. AIDs ain’t fun. Money is
low so I rob a store. Dumb
fuck now you locked up and
still broke as a joke and sprung
on coke. Join the party and take a
stand for your rights. Be a sport
and support a righteous cause,
a Maoist cause. Struggle is a
must, to rid the dust of the
imperialist fuss. So catch a tune
an’ bring these united snakes to
doom. Let’s break free the enslavement
and get back our sanity.
Let’s shout for the communist
movement and stand up to
fight. The cold punches of the
racist pigs you dig, fight or
flight.

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