Lyrics M.I.A - Blooded the Brave

Gone, awol close call
We're all hunted and wanted by the cabal
They plot our downfall in a grand hall
And laugh about it all at a masked ball

I've been bout it since
Flava flav with the clock
Fuck your raps made for tik tock
This ain't no sock hop this is a rock
Stuffed inside a sock and then swung at a cop

I ain't them, I don't water it down
If you're looking for the real, they can't be found

There's barely any left
The rest can go to hell
They don't have the guts
To tell the people to rebel

They don't say shit
Nothing that could help
Empower their mind
Or care about their health

Instead all they hear
Is another fake woke clown
Telling all their fans
To bow down
And Be Proud
To be a Sheep in a herd
That trust the Government
And believes their words

Just think
Before the world was shut down
People were out
Burning down their towns

They were mad
At the cops and the state
Weeks after that
They all lined up to take
Orders from the very people they were against
Think to yourself does that make much sense

They all got their shot
And all got vaxed
And like good slaves
All wore their Masks
They took control of the minds of men
Not much has made much sense since then

Gone, the truth's now fiction
Gone, two years went missing
Gone, they shut down the globe
Gone, your thoughts are controlled

Gone, where they at, where they at
Tell your crew and your posse get the gat get the gat
Gone, where they at, where they at
Tell your crew and your posse get the gat get the gat

Fuck what you heard and what your told
When it comes from someone who wants you controlled
That's their goal
And I said it years ago
In rap I wrote on a blackberry bold

I traveled through time spitting raps
And did it over 80s beats and boom bap
I did it over trap
Beats and brought the heat
Over Nevi Moon beats
May he rest in peace

I never held back and put it in my raps
And laid out their plans of how they'll attack

They want it all
Big or small & make the laws
And Initiate their brothers
In their grand halls

It's a vow,
A pact and a pledge
To put their bloodline first
and leave you dead

Everyday and every night
They want you to fight
And to kill each other
Over who you thinks right

Crabs in a barrel
Frogs in a pan
Cooked real slow on low
That's the plan

The hidden hand
Tucked inside their clothes
The empower and general
That's their hidden code

Gone, the truth's now fiction
Gone, two years went missing
Gone, they shut down the globe
Gone, your thoughts are controlled

Gone, where they at, where they at
Tell your crew and your posse get the gat get the gat
Gone, where they at, where they at
Tell your crew and your posse get the gat get the gat
Gone, where they at, where they at
Gone, where they at, where they at
Gone, where they at, where they at
Tell your crew and your posse get the gat get the gat