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This ain't no kumbaya This is that coup d'etat This ain't no woosah This shit, this shit is stupid hard This is that do or die This is that voodoo, that bruja, Toussaint Louverture Going federal, like I sold fentanyl, dope in the vein That product, that Ye The city behind me, Ali Bomaye This is that, this is that, this is that by any means This is that hunger that rumble the stomach of fiends This is the theme of the thieves This is the reason we bleed This poverty a disease This why we got ninas and beams Red dot on your head, like a Sikh Maybe a Hindu, don't mean to offend you It made mе an atheist, you won't believе what I been through This time of unrest ain't no need to be civil This kind of pain feel like a demon is in you This is the evil they give to the people It come back around like the Wheel of Ezekiel This militant realism made me these millions Savemoney army, we ain't no civilians I'm in the gauntlet, I'm Marcus Aurelius 'til we get free Yeah From Letras Mania