We Are the Roots - KONE-MAKE

So what are you going to do when the guns are drawn? Yeah it would be cool it could be too Stop running round in circles off of what we fuel Living a lie eventually believing it's true A lot of people here are frauds one could be you It's outrageous and they just ain't nothing But save us an ocean of brown fists in various flavors A favor for a favor man, this is the majors Tell me what you would do with no phone or pagers No Kinko's, no Fed Ex and no ATM's What you gone do when the police state begin Well it already began but I guess it depends On what's really going on what's happening, huh Military target practicing They finna write another Patriot Act again The days is short the nights is long the fight goes on The pistol and the pipes are drawn The middle of the night, we fight like Barbarians in sight of the former might You might think that it's a waste of our time And I think you would be right till he drop that rhyme The middle of the night, we fight like Barbarians in sight of the former might You might think that it's a waste of our time And I think you would be right till he drop that rhyme And some might say that it's a waste of time Cause ain't no amount of dancing finna break the bondage We go to war and transcend space and time When every record ain't a record just to shake behinds You know the stakes is high we in the face of drama That's why we can't shake it or escape the problem Its like a game of roulette the barrel revolving They only wanna see us occupying a coffin Mothers crying too often from they lost child leaving From trying to get over, get under, get even Get inside getting, getting dumped, getting greedy We got to get it right it ain't about to be easy You better pull you goggles up, it's about to get greasy Believe it's on as long as we can still speak freely Pages of my life would make it hard to read me I know my people hearing me, holler if y'all need me The middle of the night, we fight like Barbarians in sight of the former might You might think that it's a waste of our time And I think you would be right till he drop that rhyme The middle of the night, we fight like Barbarians in sight of the former might You might think that it's a waste of our time And I think you would be right till he drop that rhyme