paroles de chanson Government Music - Promoe
"Well
I
got
things
to
do/
and
people
got
things
to
say/
Said
I
got
work
to
do/
and
the
people
find
time
to
play/
Babylon
system
is
stuck
in
a
slow
modem/
Why
yall
persisting
to
fuck
with
the
Promoe
when/
No
rapper
that
rise
against
me
shall
ever
prosper/
Rhymes
written
in
the
bible,
revolutionary
rasta/
Take
an
eye
for
an
eye
and
a
tooth
for
a
tooth/
I
tell
a
lie
for
a
lie
and
a
truth
for
a
truth/
I
spit
a
line
after
line
over
loop
after
loop/
To
make
your
mind
intertwine
with
brain
food
at
the
root/
Cus
we
all
gotta
eat
but
I
ain′t
sellin'
my
soul/
Cus
man
can′t
live
by
them
belly
alone/
I'm
hard
to
reach
trust
no
cellular
phones/
Cus
the
government
agents
wanna
follow
we
'round/
Electronic
transmittors
picked
up
by
satelites/
I′m
writing
rhymes
in
a
room
lit
up
by
candle
lights/
And
I′m
spittin...
in
the
wind,
of
changin'
times/
In
the
name
of
unchaining
minds/
Chorus:
All
of
a
sudden
when
you
sick/
Off
all
of
that
government
music/
Just
call
and
I′ll
come
with
that
new
shit/
Just
call
if
you
love
revolutions/
Call
on
this
sub
level
nuisance/
Ball
you
could
bloody
well
lose
it/
Come
on
call
if
you
run
with
a
crew
which/
Is
armed
with
a
gun
and
a
full
clip/
Pointed
at
the
business
give
me
points
and
tour
support/
And
creative
control
or
end
up
in
the
war
report/
Us
against
them
David
versus
Goliath/
I'm
bustin′
at
them
aim
at
jerks
with
cold
fire/
Old
pirates
rob
I
of
my
songs
of
freedom/
Songs
that
we've
done
Promoe
comes
from
Sweden/
Needn′t
no
further
introduction/
In
a
world
of
wack
music
my
shit
serve
as
interruptions/
Short
breaks
from
a
reality
that's
really
unreal/
Where
record
companies
want
you
to
sign
a
dumb
deal/
Then
they're
swallowing
your
following
like
a
bottle
in
a
fridge/
They
suck
you
dry
and
leave
your
body
in
a
ditch/
They
steal
your
golden
days
then
when
you′re
old
and
grey/
They
done
found
new
blood
to
mold
and
clay/
And
if
you′re
bold
and
play
make
sure
you
read
the
terms/
A
life
long
contract
till
you
feed
the
worms/
Chorus
Yo
you
can
call
me
on
the
1-800
hotline/
Listen
closely
go
out
and
cop
mine/
Or
you
the
type
to
drop
dimes
and
call
the
cops?
fine/
Bring
your
glocks,
nines
ain't
nothing
can
stop
mine/
Though
life
is
one
big
road
with
alot
of
stop
signs/
And
I
carry
a
big
load
as
long
as
I
rock
rhymes/
I
do
not
mind,
the
bullshit:
behind/
Love
will
conquer
all
evil/
It′s
easier
for
Heavy
D
to
enter
through
the
eye
of
a
needle/
Than
for
the
government
to
be
buying
my
people/
Your
smile
is
deceitful,
plastic,
colgate
white/
Get
it
smashed
if
your
flow
ain't
tight/
Now
if
that
happen
to
me
I′d
spit
blood
on
the
tracks/
Till
it's
cluttered
with
facts
and
women
cuddle
the
wax/
Love
to
the
max
physical
and
spiritual/
Natural,
lyrical
miracle/
Chorus
Well
I
got
things
to
do/
and
people
got
things
to
say/
Said
I
got
work
to
do/
and
the
people
find
time
to
play/
"
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1 What's That Sound?
2 Freedom Fighters
3 Big In Japan
4 Money
5 Yes Ayah
6 Freedom Fighters
7 Process of Elimination
8 Interesting Indeed
9 Injected
10 Dawn
11 Prime Time
12 Government Music
13 Freedom Writers
14 Thx 1138
15 Conspiracy
16 Yes Ayah
17 Positive & Negative
18 Injected
19 Money
20 Process of Elimination
21 Urban Guerilla Warfare
22 Urban Guerilla Warfare
23 What's That Sound?
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