by unscrupulous cops beating us up, putting us in prison We have to cut our losses. Fight back and that is our protest But oppression breeds resistance and resistance
killa, killa I'm wonderin' really how many more niggas I'll see in a coffin Before it's my time, I'm the kind right here to take losses, not a dime
but I wasn't by myself, Some take the right and some take the lefts way, But low and behold, what do I see? In the distance, some resistance [Doodlebug
their fathers won't allow us to bloom and blossom, I swear this Vegas nights was awesome but adios I blow my own dice before I toss 'em, loss 'em some
my momma I'm sorry for the hip-hop beefs, we sorry for the drama But you gotta understand us rappers ain't never had nothin And one's loss is another
I felt such agony, in that moment I felt such loss Till a Roman soldier grabbed my arm and screamed "You, carry His cross" At first I tried to resist
sexes Resistance against oppression Progressive thinking Ghetto speakers Protestors against the colored Only section to the Jena 6 and The Frost Nixon The contradiction The cross the crucifixion The loss
If I say no, if I resist If I don't give in to this Would it be A lesson or a loss? Suddenly I know what it's about Thoughts come in and words come out
I try to make you, see my love front of you Makes me question my own life My own life The loss that you gave me Isn't rational for me to see Resistance
early one morning shattering life in the face the finest creative loss of graceout of heartshot with no hope meet the people try to cope nod the head
we see it as a whole From the start Our resistance will prove stronger And techniques will fall under Undescriminating ban As result of this might be the Loss
Ask your questions later I'm still on my hesitator A lonely big boat calls And my resistance falls Until my thoughts drift down to paper And when I get
Don't fear even though you're at a loss I'm numb, a shell of empty thoughts But you glow, you stretch and pull me out Does that trouble you? Does that
There lurks a mysterious, invisible force The black hole Of Cygnus X - 1 Six stars of the northern cross In mourning for their sister's loss In a final
the perfect hair and the perfect wife And the perfect kids and the perfect life I can finally be somebody Let's play born-again American, resistance
freedom and for peace Will smash humanity for it's unreal habits With every battle there comes death A world torn between triumph and loss Insulted