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[rifman malika]
smash fakes in the booth, acapella, no backing tune
just lyrics attacking you for lying to the youth
rap has no role models and thats the truth
no more of your useless played out excuses
you can’t test my flow, your lyrics are stupid
its my time to go in, exposing the truth like i’m edward snowden
one way ticket to h-ll and to h-ll i’ll be sent
spit on any instrumental you can keep your consent
never realised how quick this rap sh-t would blow up
all i ever did was show up, i was more of a poet
but now that i’m grown up, taking this at gunpoint
topics are on point, i call it a hold up

sick of being targeted for things that i say
f— freemasons, now i make my escape
try and tempt me to stay, i will never be enslaved
break the chains and we torch down the lodges today
wanna talk to me and put it in your magazine
while im at the station for a quick 16
wanna know about my clothes and the people in my team
dont like it when i talk about political beliefs
so from now on. your interview i decline it
your questions are mindless
am i wasting my time trying to change peoples minds
stay forever blinded by a cycle of lies
but i won’t let it near me &
so to answer your query, my clothes are neither, high street or designer
dont support the slave trade, like people shopping at topshop or primark
yeah prices are never so high cos kids young as 5 make the clothes that you buy
in sweatshops never allowed outside, worked until the day that they die
consider me the town crier, spreading knowledge through my one liners
feel like t-tanic you are the iceberg. only aim is conquer and divide us

stay underground, so for now you’re alright, come back around and the futures mine
we are survivors its our time to shine, unify as we fight colonizers
who is really the one speech writing, cause puppet politicians got ill advisers
new aim in the game, make you disappear like magic: troy von schneider
cover your face can’t identify us, police carry tasers, electrify us
just puppets protecting superpowers: global elite, money multipliers
owned by bankers deceiving and lying, to keep us blind; more cl-ss dividing
cctv supervising, from the illegal arms suppliers
drop bombs, until the middle east is vaporised
who made them the overseeing deciders
new plans devised to open peoples eyes
malika 3rd eye, wide to their lies

- rifman malika

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