A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
I aint tryna, waste no time or face no crime shit
Face to the concrete, just grind
Living life in prison, all we do is time
Pull up from the bottom, all we do is try
Big business, all they do is lie
King of the jungle, can't fold a lion
Bring on the rumble, riot defiance
Unite the feet, all in alliance
People speak, no longer silent
Revolution, everything is violence
Blood shed, daylight, everything is vibrant
Still vibing, Jersey to Long Island
Heat from the corner pocket, still wilding
I see you from a far profiling
Its mad, its all timing
Its RBHGC Wes Nihiling peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
Misinterpret a mans focus
Exhale a plague of locust
Started infecting every second after I wrote this
Razorblades give you a slow kiss
If your aint taken a shot, you'll never know what you won't miss
The cold flow bringing fire with an old twist
Internal pain overgrown cist
A quick swipe will leave a slow mist
A headshot'll give ya soul bliss
So don't end up on a whole list
Tough talk aint that if its a warning
Get sun downing leave your whole family early morning
Another mans motivations enough for brainstorming
Whats brewing inside effects the way you start performing
The serpent that feeds the apple, double back to double tap you
Then go after your closest, include your friends too
Devalue the village rape and pillage yea they with that too
Its deeper than a faux hawks, muscle shirt tribal tattoos its like that
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
John D. Contradiction - MDC (feat. Wes Nihil) Lyrics
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A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
I aint tryna, waste no time or face no crime shit
Face to the concrete, just grind
Living life in prison, all we do is time
Pull up from the bottom, all we do is try
Big business, all they do is lie
King of the jungle, can't fold a lion
Bring on the rumble, riot defiance
Unite the feet, all in alliance
People speak, no longer silent
Revolution, everything is violence
Blood shed, daylight, everything is vibrant
Still vibing, Jersey to Long Island
Heat from the corner pocket, still wilding
I see you from a far profiling
Its mad, its all timing
Its RBHGC Wes Nihiling peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
Misinterpret a mans focus
Exhale a plague of locust
Started infecting every second after I wrote this
Razorblades give you a slow kiss
If your aint taken a shot, you'll never know what you won't miss
The cold flow bringing fire with an old twist
Internal pain overgrown cist
A quick swipe will leave a slow mist
A headshot'll give ya soul bliss
So don't end up on a whole list
Tough talk aint that if its a warning
Get sun downing leave your whole family early morning
Another mans motivations enough for brainstorming
Whats brewing inside effects the way you start performing
The serpent that feeds the apple, double back to double tap you
Then go after your closest, include your friends too
Devalue the village rape and pillage yea they with that too
Its deeper than a faux hawks, muscle shirt tribal tattoos its like that
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
I aint tryna, waste no time or face no crime shit
Face to the concrete, just grind
Living life in prison, all we do is time
Pull up from the bottom, all we do is try
Big business, all they do is lie
King of the jungle, can't fold a lion
Bring on the rumble, riot defiance
Unite the feet, all in alliance
People speak, no longer silent
Revolution, everything is violence
Blood shed, daylight, everything is vibrant
Still vibing, Jersey to Long Island
Heat from the corner pocket, still wilding
I see you from a far profiling
Its mad, its all timing
Its RBHGC Wes Nihiling peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
Misinterpret a mans focus
Exhale a plague of locust
Started infecting every second after I wrote this
Razorblades give you a slow kiss
If your aint taken a shot, you'll never know what you won't miss
The cold flow bringing fire with an old twist
Internal pain overgrown cist
A quick swipe will leave a slow mist
A headshot'll give ya soul bliss
So don't end up on a whole list
Tough talk aint that if its a warning
Get sun downing leave your whole family early morning
Another mans motivations enough for brainstorming
Whats brewing inside effects the way you start performing
The serpent that feeds the apple, double back to double tap you
Then go after your closest, include your friends too
Devalue the village rape and pillage yea they with that too
Its deeper than a faux hawks, muscle shirt tribal tattoos its like that
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
A million dead cops laying in the streets
Timb boots doc martens pants with a crease
Rude boy question everything until I cease
Speak truth, its my roots find my inner peace
Writer: Jean-Francois Duroseau, Wesley Haberthur
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: John D. Contradiction
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Jean-Francois Duroseau, Wesley Haberthur