Government Music Lyrics

Government Music lyrics

"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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