Revolution of the Mind - Kill Me Again lyrics
[Revolution of the Mind - Kill Me Again lyrics]
No matter where we go or what we do
We always end up back here
Let freedom ring with a buckshot
Angels appeared then your luck stopped
Answered our prayers with their guns cocked
Unlocked young rebels from their chains
And the street occupation sent a
Nation up in flames
Now it's judgment day and my
Sister calling soldiers out
Shot her dead blood spewing out
Her nose and mouth
On the ground Pops screaming as
He holds her down
Broadcast around the globe the whole
World knows her now
I'm all alone back home sitting on the couch
Hit squads coming for you
Now the paranoia mounts
Covered in blood plotting my next maneuver
Moms tried to calm me Pops
Passed me the German Luger
I want to play the game
And I ain't naming names
But ever since that day came
It's never felt the same
I weep with the AK so they can feel the pain
The fist will speak discipline but
Pistols preach a different way
If it ain't righteous then lord
Take the sins away i speak to god so much
Sometimes I forget to pray
I used to say that this
Pistol was a plaything
Now I'm thinking maybe it's the way
That we can change things
So for tonight let's have some fun
Show me how to use this gun
So for tonight let's have some fun
Show me how to use this gun
So for tonight let's have some fun
Show me how to use this gun
Kill me again and when it's done
We'll run into the morning sun
The new math I learned as a kid
Has been with me ever since
You belong to the 5, 10 or the 85%
And I know why we stopped but
It seems that lately I forget
Why we left the streets and
Everything we came to represent
While these sanctions hurting everybody
Else within the picture
The Don's Pastaran cartel grows richer
To call them a theocracy is far too kind
It's criminal conspiracy the likes
Of organized crime
We ain't sleeping we're just
Waiting for our time
In the bathroom Michael Corleone
Just loading these 9's
Think back when I was throwing
Peace signs in fact
But sometimes hope leaves and the
Bitch never comes back
Comrade ain't even thinking 'bout
Rallying his people
His daughter is starving
Wifey's at war with a needle
Ayatollahs and the Reagans
Think exactly alike
They know the will to uprise can
Die inside a glass pipe
Last night my father read me my last rites
Saying this the closest we come
To making the past right
And in the next life
Ya Azadi Ya Marg is my belief
And if we perish in these streets
Tell Neda I said peace
Azadi, Azadi, Azadi, Azadi
Blame Oliver North and Iran Contra
Iran contraband that they sponsored
Azadi, Azadi, Azadi, Azadi
Blame Oliver North and Iran Contra
Iran contraband that they sponsored
We always end up back here
Let freedom ring with a buckshot
Angels appeared then your luck stopped
Answered our prayers with their guns cocked
Unlocked young rebels from their chains
And the street occupation sent a
Nation up in flames
Now it's judgment day and my
Sister calling soldiers out
Shot her dead blood spewing out
Her nose and mouth
On the ground Pops screaming as
He holds her down
Broadcast around the globe the whole
World knows her now
I'm all alone back home sitting on the couch
Hit squads coming for you
Now the paranoia mounts
Covered in blood plotting my next maneuver
Moms tried to calm me Pops
Passed me the German Luger
I want to play the game
And I ain't naming names
But ever since that day came
It's never felt the same
I weep with the AK so they can feel the pain
The fist will speak discipline but
Pistols preach a different way
If it ain't righteous then lord
Take the sins away i speak to god so much
Sometimes I forget to pray
I used to say that this
Pistol was a plaything
Now I'm thinking maybe it's the way
That we can change things
So for tonight let's have some fun
Show me how to use this gun
So for tonight let's have some fun
Show me how to use this gun
So for tonight let's have some fun
Show me how to use this gun
Kill me again and when it's done
We'll run into the morning sun
The new math I learned as a kid
Has been with me ever since
You belong to the 5, 10 or the 85%
And I know why we stopped but
It seems that lately I forget
Why we left the streets and
Everything we came to represent
While these sanctions hurting everybody
Else within the picture
The Don's Pastaran cartel grows richer
To call them a theocracy is far too kind
It's criminal conspiracy the likes
Of organized crime
We ain't sleeping we're just
Waiting for our time
In the bathroom Michael Corleone
Just loading these 9's
Think back when I was throwing
Peace signs in fact
But sometimes hope leaves and the
Bitch never comes back
Comrade ain't even thinking 'bout
Rallying his people
His daughter is starving
Wifey's at war with a needle
Ayatollahs and the Reagans
Think exactly alike
They know the will to uprise can
Die inside a glass pipe
Last night my father read me my last rites
Saying this the closest we come
To making the past right
And in the next life
Ya Azadi Ya Marg is my belief
And if we perish in these streets
Tell Neda I said peace
Azadi, Azadi, Azadi, Azadi
Blame Oliver North and Iran Contra
Iran contraband that they sponsored
Azadi, Azadi, Azadi, Azadi
Blame Oliver North and Iran Contra
Iran contraband that they sponsored