every ghetto i go it's all the same
all the people ever want is money & the fame
what happened to college? what happened to knowledge?
i'm talkin esoteric, look at all these mothafuckas round here
man i swear it's
nothin but clones runnin round on these iPhones
bunch of angry birds sittin there on the curb
let me knock 'em off man that's my word
Geronimo $ known to lean & swerve
when i'm floatin through the hood like the ghetto bird
chop it up like some iceberg
lettuce that i put up in my salad
roll that salad just like a pellet
put a fire to it & inhale it
when the pow wow goin you can smell
tales of the hood & i'mma tell
j's on the walls of convicted felons
fools so gone they'll chop off your melon
to get a hit off the rock they sellin
i'm a rebel with a cause & through it all
i'm a keep on, keep on, keep on yellin
what they hittin foe?
tell me, tell me, tell me what they hittin foe?
the reservation aint no difference from livin up in the ghetto
war cry, war cry (repeat)
everywhere i look, everything i hear
everybody's in a daze, everybody's in fear
what happened to dreams? what happened to truth?
nobody believes, nobody wanna lose
i'm from a land of silent cries & loud sighs
where fears & doubts rise & dreams downsize
inside, mind's outside, wander through the green grass
breathin in the dirt from the brown sky
invadin our village & takin our children
& women to a foreign land
forced on a warpath, standin with my tribe
in my warrior stance with my sword in hand
lookin for the man with the suit & tie
with a smile on his face but don't look in my eye
got plans for my land tryin to gentrifry
burn it all down money multiply
cut the trees down, name the streets after 'em
put a flag in the sky, everybody sing the anthem
ceremony for the dead souls, let 'em go
circle of ghosts, everybody keep dancin
what they hittin foe?
tell me, tell me, tell me what they hittin foe?
the reservation aint no difference from livin up in the ghetto
war cry, war cry (repeat)
i'm talkin Morongo, i'm talkin Pechanga
money trail of tears & fears of the ones that haunt them
give 'em land & casinos, the black man reparations
latter of the two never happened for fear of confrontation
backlash, outrage
try to step with that & you might get out staged
roll that snake eyes & your ass is out the game
life is a gamble in every ghetto round the world
so i take my paper plan M-I-A in search of more
questin for my original tribe on a global tour
the ghetto, the ghetto is just like the reservation
so tell me what they hittin foe & don't keep me watin
what they hittin foe?
tell me, tell me, tell me what they hittin foe?
the reservation aint no difference from livin up in the ghetto
war cry, war cry (repeat)
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