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Revolutionary Suicide EP

by Strife

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"You Can't Hide" Hook: The Last Days are dire, And I’m a live wire Trading eyes for eyes till the last liar expires Fighting fire with fire Burn down these paper tigers The Last Days are dire, And I’m a live wire Fighting fire with fire till the last liar expires Strife Verse: I’m sick of being impotent Like sysphus pushing boulders for Iniquitous hypocrites Ignorance ain’t bliss Senile Idiots Punching the air with arthritic wrists Acidic Pious Pricks Throwing syhillitic fits Jingoistic egotists gets pistol-whipped Watch These pricks get pistol-whipped The hypnotists Weave a Cocoon chrysalisis But they’ll Crash and burn like icarus Wings on fire you figure this Be the incarnation of terror when Scarecrows brain’s narrowing The outcome you get shot like heroin
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"As I Walk Alone" Strife Verse: As I walk alone taught to protect the throne But Now my innocence is gone Memories of carnage cloud my dome I’ll paint a Portrait of the killing fields of war, I’m a soldier, a force that’s ill and raw With sawed off shotties to leave you corpse and bones Squeeze rounds into ya body, now ya life force is gone Passed the test, Now its on… But hold up I’d never imagined The day I signed up I’d be gunning down women and kids in a line-up Now I made my mind up… I ain’t turning tricks for uncle sam, them days is behind us I ain’t doing dirt for these pigs no more, their times up I’ll get violent Bring the war home to his front door Said he cared about the poor, but that’s all for show, we know So we blow holes right through the front door Drive by on the white house with a four four, in a second effective weapons I be reppin Time to start a stepping, Let’s creep Peep the moon it’s black and revenge is so sweet Shit is intense, my sergeant ran us off a cliff Tried to get paid, So I’ll empty a clip in his wig, Got this grenade, don’t tempt me to pull the pin finally see who’s on our side and that’s it, the nights mine strategy planning, on maps we’ll draw lines then draw 9’s, 22, 44’s, Aks, Even launch mortars or grenades if we need to Humanity can’t learn to adapt, as long as we live under the eagle ya hearts where the courages at No one is free till the last capitalist is hung with the guts of the last bureaucrat.
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"Perpetual Motion" Strife Verse 1: my brains a grenade watch me blow up the cypher got explosives under my tongue all i needs a lighter my hope to live is gone i'm a freedom fighter die on my feet better than living on my knees, that right that's my steez rep revolutionary suicide till last breath, now who's left realize life is strife and stress, do or die, I ask who decides? who laughs last you decide, don't lets these suits & ties abuse ya pride, we're rebels revelling in the changing tide don't stay zombified no more work, buy, consume, die don’t follow the leader to the edge of their knives the butcher's blade, how the rich get paid cannibalize our corpse, backed by police force the sick mandates of courts let the rich man gain more, though Time for societal Metamorphosis change is revolutionary, Hook: Manifest ya vision or sew seeds of our own destruction Before the sun’s implosion seals universal combustion We run this race infinite, Figure 8 like perpetual motion Mobius Strip watchin the wheels spin til gears get brokin
4.
Runnin' Thin 02:06
"Running Thin" Strife Verse 1: Saber rattles don't stop, riots in the air again Running battles with cops, I'm not a quiet American Heads up asses ignore problems, despair and vent Just want what's rightfully ours, they call us arrogant As you sit in your recliner My music’s a reminder The poor have a right to exist Fight cause we’re pissed I’m on government hit-lists So my plights to resist Time is precious They won’t let us Waste or want, hafta live life in haste and flaunt like them They want us all condemned Disconnect our brain stems Their plots hard to see-through Like an opaque gem Let their money accrue Multiplied by ten Make us feel there’s nothing we can do But go to work again Sip beer with our crew Leisure time spent Like freedom we never knew Watching corporate news Like freedom we never knew Payin’ taxes due Like freedom we never knew Takin’ our abuse Hook: We need Critical thinking and pivotal action Before the ship starts sinking, we split into factions We could transform the world, if we got our shit together No retreat no surrender, it’s now or never
5.
"The World is Ours" Strife Verse 1: Everyday do something that scares the shit out of you Travel down a new route or two On the less beaten path you’ll Think less clouded and cruel Only a fool is proud of his tools, may his fate unspools And unravels into a riddle most ridiculous How to survive this harsh punishment known as existence Wince in pain Strive to suffer this Get tougher And embrace the nausea of Being and Nothingness What’s the cause of this? It’s become obvious In essence our existence is non-essential… In the grand scheme of things I’ll end you cause my rents due, Existentialism is an exit stencil painted above a road that leads to nowhere Spiral around the cliffs of your consciousness we can go there, just help me lay bare the lies, turn the tables and learn the tricks of the road I’ll help ya escape the pitfalls of control, tempt fate, watch as privileged power leads the human race to a miserable malaise, a sixth great extinction phase, still getting paid in our final hours, in the earths dying gasps, stock markets speeding on a charted course plummeting fast Stay the course, business as usual, are you a cartoonish mule? a universal truth, that’s often overlooked power corrupts. a universal truth, undeniable, unshakable, immutable, unmistakable power corrupts. a universal truth, that’s often overlooked Hook: Don’t be devoured By the cowards in power The world is mine, the world is yours The world is ours In these final hours They must relinquish the power Our people will never cower Put ya hands up with me From sea to sea Our people will never cower Put ya hands up with me From sea to sea The world is mine, the world is yours The world is ours
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"Where Are We Going?" Strife Verse 1: Word is bond Whose side are you on… In this most violent of storms See what you gone find Charge the frontlines Cause I want mine I won’t buckle, watch me grab it Cause we want ours If we can’t have it You’ll see a ton Of knuckles and skulls crackin We won’t be buried alive, We’d rather bury hatchets, The bee hive will swarm to survive Attackin’leavin back-stabbers in the dust, now we ride make a clean break as I thrust with knives clutched in my teeth as I getaway drive giving double middle-fingered salutes to sky I’m Free When I rhyme this tight, Watch me hurl sticks of dynamite, blow a hole clean through ya line of sight short fuse more dangerous than a viper bite Ignore clues might wanna decline the mic When asked to step and retaliate Make sure no man will owns my fate I won’t bow, I know now yall bout go down slaughtered when you cow-tow Hip hop police on the prowl, so I won’t throw in the towel though, fire an opening salvo demolishing doctrines that are appallingly toxic ya’ll polising badges, cufflinks, and crosses I’m laughin, hollering, as I mock them with snide severity Skewer ya wide-eyed foolish pride with the most brutal sincerity Ya’ll rockin rose-colored glasses lacking a beautiful sense of clarity

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The East Coast EP that we dropped in a 6-day visit back to Durham, North Cackalack!

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released June 1, 2011

Lyrics by: Strife, Pox-13, C-Dot
All Production by: C-Dot
Mixed by: Pox-13

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Strife Olympia, Washington

strife

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1. Heated dissension; conflict or clash.
2. A struggle, fight, or battle.
3. Contention or competition between rivals.
4. Contest, controversy, combat, warfare.
4. An omnipresent force that punctuates the evolutionary process.
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