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lirik lagu lord av – soapbox

[intro]

[verse: lord av]
visions of owning land in a separatist nation
rehabbing dilapidated homes for dest*tute vagrants
the prost*tute fl*ng*s trying to reform to possible matrons
the product of hatred, prodigal son or possible satan?
dreaming of a world where the cops don’t hate him
and his pops don’t slave at a job for the same men that share cropped payments
and they all caucasian
how you expect me not to make statements
on the state of this nation when they gloss over our poverty anguish
why chicago be dangerous
cargo of that brat-tat came in
off black market and it helped peel the cap back off that black baby
the seller in caymen’s
to put it in laymens
this sh*t gotta stop
why i stand on this pavement
and turn your corners to pyramid blocks
my soapbox
[hook: lord av]
my soapbox
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
climb up on my soapbox
i’m out in the streets
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
i’m up on my soapbox
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
climb up on my soapbox
i’m out in the streets
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
i’m out in the streets

[verse 2: lord av]
wearing them malcolm gl*sses
don’t make you that n*gg*
i come from the same cl*ss
with a dab of the same vigor
on window dash
with my big *ss rifle that’s triggered
ready to send you devils to the same h*ll
that you invented
who’s ready for war? i’m ready for war
pull out machetes and swords
hang em over your head, degrees of a moor
av the lord, cut the crack music then go feed the poor
the blacks use it for self empowerment, the whites as a tool
to repent for they past, then sh*t give me a piece of that oil
if not then get off my d*ck, i got no need for no mohel
the streets in turmoil, kill a n*gg* for little to no spoils
but really they warriors, i’ll have em defending my own u.s. soil
the american dream, a house, white picket fence & a foyer
nah, i’m good, i never really related to tom sawyer
surprise! surprise! you n*gg*s belated i gave you the real story
on rise of a rebel, you’ll get it when i release number forty
i mental recorded hov going to cuba like corleone
i’m andy garcia, these joey zasa n*gg*s don’t want it
do em like rasta did balcha
harder than gibraltar rock
i’m from that seven three stony
you know school of the knocks?
the soapbox

[hook: lord av]
my soapbox
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
climb up on my soapbox
i’m out in the streets
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
i’m up on my soapbox
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
climb up on my soapbox
i’m out in the streets
[can i get up on my soapbox?]
(can a n*gg* live?)
i’m out in the streets

[huey freeman and riley outro]

- lirik lagu lord av