Class War - Stose

So many people talk about change

But so few are willing to fight for it

Preparing for battle

My ammunition is copious

And my vision is clear

Done washed my brain out with opiates

I’m angry mother fucker

I don’t think they understand

With these words as my weapons

Don’t need no gun in my hand

I spit fire, no skateboards

I steal what i want, don’t pay for it

No ceasefire, don’t wait for it

I see my dream, going straight for it

Never looking back

Don’t need to know who is trailing

I’m busy climbing mountains

While they master the art of failing

Pre-Can't stop

Won’t stop

I’m no flop

I’ll never duck down and close shop

I fight for

A class war

Bitch wait for it

I’m gonna make you pay for it

This punk rock

I came to shock

They came to talk

Blowin' up, leave em shell shocked

Smoke grass more

Eat ass more

Steal from the rich, give to the poor

It’s bout time for a class war

A class war Stose Mob is the task force

A class war All I really ask for

Puppets on a string

Cut the lines and watch them fall

No legs to stand on

Just shadows on the wall

360 contracts agreeing to be manipulated

I’ll remain true, wanna make sure that is stipulated

Hate cuz I’m opinionated

Blazed up and vindicated

What I do will be emulated

What I do is anticipated

Doomed fate

Police state

No debate

On tax rates

The crime rate

The rise in hate

One nation

Overweight

My job

Desecrate

Everything you stand for

New world order, we planned for

My army will expand more

This shit I’ll be banned for

I shook ‘em to their damn core

We rising from the damn floor

We kicking down the damn door

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