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Politrix ft. Malcom X (Single​-​2012)

by Peet Caliber

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Politrix ft. Malcom X (Single-2012) 03:46
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Lyrics: I can scribble you the hottest rhymes you ever heard in your life Where rappers choke, strangle'em like the grip of the vice but my A&Rs advice is dumb down, play nice throw masonic symbols and preach im the second coming of Christ Sacrifice my family for lime lights that glisten Burn bridges, take his vision (and) fuck minds like sexual positions Pamper me with endless materials, Sh*t that got you hyped, looking type trivial in realness, im just a serial It's the return of the Jedi, pierce you with my Red-eye Analyze you first then let the force hit you like a semi Teach the weak, then recruit the relentless Regroup, move out the henchmen and occupy all ya investments From the City of Babylon, Where younguns still in diapers cap a Don and Cats like Viacom compare us to Vietcong Where 'lets all get all along' is so 70s Decipher the matrix, realize who the true enemy (is) I walk with a black hole in my chest, I define metaphysics Minds so illicit, explicit.. turn a sane man misfit Rip it like migraines with ice in my veins Let tears run down, but Oh not for the pain I raise an eL, for my fallen brothers that I still wonder (about) Who still hover like lost souls, who fear going under Those that plundered the thunder of others, lived and raised hell, even after life - challenged by your own blunder I raise an "L" for those slimey politicians, Hitler in position Goon wit a college degree.. but the Kilos is missing Note the transition, the transmission is static You judge the fabric, I judge the eyes. Ya insides glow erratic. Ya systematic, pneumatic minds all gassed up Until they JFK ya brains in the back of the truck Ya family yelling its a conspiracy But the truth you aint fit to see, ya unloading ya lies like histamines As the world turns, the dimmer it gets The more blind we become, f*ck the right or the left Possessed by nonsense, objects without value after death The same shit that fuels ya desires and causes you to stress But you rather hear me murk a couple niggas, rip flesh in harmony, fit em in caskets made of Mahogany. Cement boots, bodies in the trunk so whats its gon be? A nigga laying dead cause he came for me? NA, I spit that realrap, that hydrogen peroxide in ya ear wax, That Mike Black, Peet Caliber ya soul clap Sizzle ya insides, and out ya ass Showers of knowledge that you couldnt catch even wit ya mudflaps Young scraps f*ck ya body of work Its quality before quantity that builds up ya worth Ya million mixtapes a year kills most of my buds I shrug em off though.. Ima pacemaker compare to ya buzz
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We live in a society where knowledge is second to materials, social media, and other hype. People are blinded by jewelery, cash, and the limelight. People are misled, misguided, and misinformed about their history. Education is key for our future, but truth is needed for our foundation to be sturdy enough for it.
Politrix is only scratching the surface of our problems in this day and age, in this country, in this earth. Not to sound cliche, but our future starts with today. Wise up world.

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released February 15, 2012

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