Name Without A Face
Wishing I turn back
The hands of time
Cleansing inside my mind
I wake up in the morning
I'm at war with myself
I'm bringing it to you
To your doorstep
I look into the mirror
Tell me what do you see
I look into my eyes
Its a reflection of me
Ima smart nigga
Everywhere I go
I'm still a nigga
Hard to fight the enemy
That you can't see
I just want to
Point the choppers
At the powers at be
Wanna be freed from
The illusion of free
Because this world
Ain't no freedom to me
Ok it's time to go and get
Put the pressure on
Ok it's to wake up
I cut the lights on
While the world
Getting colder and colder
Got the angel and the devil
On my shoulder
They singing to me
They raped the Indians
Extort the Mexicans
But niggas still
Be proud to be Americans
Now these the same motherfuckers
That raided the mausoleum
Sat and cheered in the colosseum
Once we realize
We die for entertainment
Soon we come together
We breaking our enslavement
We ain't gone stop at all
Until its blood
On the pavement
We gone take it all
They owe us
And this there payment
Im going hold my own
Become a made man
I'm going to hold strong
Nobody gonna save me
I'm gonna clean my slate
I'm the master of my own fate
Now say it with me
We unite and come together
As one piece
We must gather together
Under one gun one son
Under the sun
The hands of time
Cleansing inside my mind
I wake up in the morning
I'm at war with myself
I'm bringing it to you
To your doorstep
I look into the mirror
Tell me what do you see
I look into my eyes
Its a reflection of me
Ima smart nigga
Everywhere I go
I'm still a nigga
Hard to fight the enemy
That you can't see
I just want to
Point the choppers
At the powers at be
Wanna be freed from
The illusion of free
Because this world
Ain't no freedom to me
Ok it's time to go and get
Put the pressure on
Ok it's to wake up
I cut the lights on
While the world
Getting colder and colder
Got the angel and the devil
On my shoulder
They singing to me
They raped the Indians
Extort the Mexicans
But niggas still
Be proud to be Americans
Now these the same motherfuckers
That raided the mausoleum
Sat and cheered in the colosseum
Once we realize
We die for entertainment
Soon we come together
We breaking our enslavement
We ain't gone stop at all
Until its blood
On the pavement
We gone take it all
They owe us
And this there payment
Im going hold my own
Become a made man
I'm going to hold strong
Nobody gonna save me
I'm gonna clean my slate
I'm the master of my own fate
Now say it with me
We unite and come together
As one piece
We must gather together
Under one gun one son
Under the sun
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Writer(s): Brandon Thomas
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