Sunday, September 28, 2008

blakstone - Darkdayz - Contest

You don't wanna talk no trash about me, homie fact is fact so why can't you see, that we on the grind it's really not easy living in the West I'm trying to hold my deen, yes I got troops just like you got too, don't blame on me what was started by you. Now you in too deep you feel the pressure I know, don't stick your foot in where you just can't go.

AR (DPZ) Reporting

Yeah homie we on the harvest predicting like Nostradamus, the flow has been sent upon us to keep it truthful and honest. Who can stand up the longest? Cops wanna run up on us, stop and searches happening everyday they're jumping right on us. It's not a dream it's not a nightmare these catz are looking quite scared, at the situations that's happening right here. Civilians feeling mixed emotions of hatred and fear, Bush and Blair dropping bombs on children but do they care? And somewhere along the line I pray that everybody see the signs, take a good look read in between the lines. Gotta watch my step I see so many land mines being thrown at me ticking much more faster than the hands of time. Planning my escape lyrics that penetrate that demonstrate eliminate over approximate estimates. Gotta concentrate okay you really wanna hate, we correlate the dots show you the picture so you can't hesitate. Yo I got a couple minutes left I better use it well, choose to tell something productive don't wanna burn in hell. Words propel like a canon looking like a crash landing. Universe is expanding Soldiers better stay standing to the end. I know this system drives you round the bend, counting 10s 20s and 50s money's the root to sin. Losing friends day by day I hope you hearing what I say, truth is like a sniper, on target, lyrics don't ricochet. Penetrate, government label me like a renegade, blood on my people but Bush says it's pink lemonade.

Do you believe all the trash that you hearing, you driving in the wrong direction you need to check your steering. Better play by the rules, before you step in my shoes; think about your religion everyday blamed on the news. It's time to refuse this misuse of justice. Representing the truth got proof so you can trust this, what!

WG Reporting

All u read is nonsense lies, deceit; media ponces. Government spawns spreading their fasis through regiment clones. Press pawns feeding the masses, anti terror laws by wanna be lords harasses mine and yours. Xenophobes they take the micky son, Islamaphobes in plush robes run city guns. Situation's getting sticky like molasses; Civilisational clashes, secular fascist. Allow the titans David bashes Goliath with caches of Blakstone for government drones known for fasigs seen! Brought for cash they pass lies and lash, our Deen deemed the past when the Ummah's mashed. Imams put through class to give Friday mass on their secular trash when their home-grown like grass. Cabinet passed and blessed, Satan's Quest, they call it CONTEST, Integrate and you've transgressed they harness carrots and sticks. They build a mosques and the cause to stampede it with pigs looking for terrorist still. Mothers in wheel chairs, yeah that your terrorist bill, Parliament Square and the Hill is where real terrorist chill – still.

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