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Verse 1 (Intellect):
I Revolutionize, talk that malcolm king talk
Movement on the rise, spittin off like gun spark
For my people man im willin' to brawl
To liberate my motherland im down for the cause

Now which lies are the generated push lies
Corrupted presidents like these fuckin' bush guys
They kill my people puttin' bombs in the sand
We can take them to the Philippines and make them understand

I spoil weak cats with the strength of the masses
I walk how I talk, not alone with the classes
Government be hella shady, man that's fucked up
Rob a person blind take they shit like what's up

See I organize for national liberation
Fightin' off oppression in the Philippine nation
So go and grab a picket sign and go and draw a pic design
Kabataang Makabayan in the 60's press rewind

Hope is too scared so it hide behind religion
Filipinos used for cheap labor yet it's not to mention
I speak truth for the people of the island
These politicians runnin' all out for the dollars

A hundred miles an hour, the revolution ours
They say we enemies to the public so we fight the power
All they do is minimal, I do the whole thing
It's straight political, shit I stay left-wing

Rats in the kitchen, no food on the table
Couch with no cushion, TV with stolen cable
That's how my people livin' strictly poverty strickin
They look to god stay prayin' then convert into christians

It's peace for the people in the third world nation
In the belly of the beast, it's a new rotation
Isulong ang pakikibaka
Para sa pambansang demokrasya

Verse 2 (Jedi):
Spittin' that organizin' 101 from your comrades
in the struggle along with the shining sons
Bring it back like people power in the 80's
Ruling classes don't care 'bout nothin' but a mercedes

These puppets can't move unless you got the shotcaller
Barack Obama, now tell me who's the fuckin' baller
Makin' profit off our change, collectin' taxes
Makin' tourism attractive, takin' money from the masses

Getting us distracted by poisoning our skin
Hire detectives to track down activists
Sometimes we ain't got no choice but to raise 'em up
Change it up, them feds gonna be catchin' thick slugs

They don't want nobody to be critical
Livin' off a million but they don't want it to be visible
In the country it's hard to maintain a life that liveable
Them brains in the game limited, so subliminal

It's cheap labor but it's modern day slavery
While they stackin' cookies, stealin' from the bakery
Integrate, set it straight, & eliminate
Lies that flies around our body to the mental state

Military in these streets huntin' fresh meat
Dollars on they head when they torture people for free
It's all business, ain't it obvious when we the witness
This ain't a dream cuz' im in the world that's non-fiction

Revolution incomplete, silence that we break free
Genuine freedom, uphold national democracy
Soak it in, take action for equality
In this economy the system commitin' robberies

Im from the hood, but it's the struggle that's the same
Used to spit about dollars, never dreamed about change
Time to take these puppets out of they hands
Its a new future for the world makin' a plan understand

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from Comin' From The Eastside Mixtape, released April 2, 2011

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