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from Strange Days (스트레인지 데이즈) by Graeme Revell [best, ost] (1995)
Here is the plan to command urban cities
You took me from Africa, said that's the way to fix me But I want my retribution, revolution is with me I got my fucking gat, ain't whizzling no Dixie Like baba-do-ba baba-do-ba baba-do-ba To my ancestors you'll bow, I want my freedom now And I ain't doin' no talking, I'm stalking today You don't keep your peace treaties anyway... An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth Now how many eyes and teeth you think I lost, tell the truth "Maroon!" feeds the hypeness in my psyche tonight I watch the whites full delight from my second class life But a land without the first class the second class is right So I'm eliminating those that think they wanna fight, you might Should I heed for capital crimes, they'll read 'em Verdict: "Death!" Sentence: "Freedom!" Death to me - Here we diddy come come If it'll make me free - Here we diddy come come Yeah, bring it on, death's about to grow from the seeds you sown You fertilized it with poverty, you watered it with dope And harvested it by the guns that betrayed my hope But scopes came with them guns, now what do I see? You and your family looking scared of me, you plead mercy But non-violence has only got me half-way to where I want to be Now my vengeance will make me free... "So don't call me Martin Luther King in my face" His dream's no reality, fatality's the case You took away my dignity, I forgot about who I was "But I never had a dream 'cause..." Life is something that I think we can no longer share "...my life is a nightmare" Death is something I don't fear America's been my boogieman for 400 years! Death to me - Here we diddy come come If it'll make me free - Here we diddy come come I'll ride the pale horse, to you my name is Death Hell is with me, of course, now it's forced I'm the messenger of spawns to come, go warn your son You've battered splattered brains where I run the verdict Like you he was guilty, I find you wretched and weak Your evil seeds are filthy, but still we got to go through the motions I accuse thee of being like a devil in the first degree, let's see... Did you steal the land that you're on? And is my red brother nearly gone? Took my ancestors from their home Build your fucking nation on their bones Atomic rain on the yellow man Poisoning the air and the land Narcotics and disease from your hand Now I can't see nor understand Death to me - Here we diddy come come If it'll make me free - Here we diddy come come |
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