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Promoe - Positive & negative

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   Promoe the number one public enemy with split personalities/
  and both rap for anarchy./
  Keeping my beard long like pops in the seventies/
  burning flags screaming fuck the Kennedies./
  many see me as a hoodlum at best a good bum/
  letting out anger over bass and snare drums./
  Fucking up eardrums of those with high income/
  holding king Carl Gustav for ransom./
  Leaving Madeleine in labour pains while I'm bombin' trains/
  tryin' to bring back the days of '36 in Spain/
  and y'all claim I'm too negative/
  talkin' bout Sweden's really a nice place to live./
  Oh I'm supposed to be satisfied cause I got a fatter life/
  than my brothers and sisters who die on the other side of the planet/
  It's all connected god damn it/
  if you leave the third world stranded./
  The first and the second will soon be drowned/
  in the blood sweat and tears of the people we hold down./
  Hold up! That's something you will never understand/
  fuck that man, I'm tryin' to take a stand./
  You might just laugh but I'm tryin' to walk a righteous path/
  stumblin' though, drunk off of wine made from grapes of wrath/
  Me I'm tired of doing the math when nothing adds up/
  the good's always down the bad's up that sucks/
  Life's a bitch and then you die/
  wrong life's a biiatch and then you decide/
  To do something about it/
  shit'll only drive you crazy if you allow it/
  Everyday I wake up late in the afternoon/
  thinkin' to myself something's gotta happen soon/
  I'm rackin' food at the corner store to make ends meet/
  spent my last dime on the hard disc and the MPC/
  Embee, me, Cosmic, Supreme put out cream to make this dream come true/
  invest my life in this Looptroop crew/
  State got me on trial again this time I'm innocent/
  but of course I got convicted cus they want every cent/
  If it ain't rent or taxes they charge me a fine/
  for being at the wrong place at the wrong time/
  With the wrong state of mind the state wants what's mines/
  but the government is thugs so I'm a resort to crime/
  As well I don't care about jail/
  cus all I do all day anyway is lift weights and masturbate/
  Then I try and get it straight cus the voice inside my head be keeping me awake at night/
  forcing me to stay up and write. Some dope material so that I might/
  turn this negative shit into positive cus something's gots to give, fuck it I gots to live/
  fuck it I gots to live../

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