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(Verse 1)
I burn this bitch down, a melting pot of crime
Where potentially, any citizen'll steal your dime
It might be the colored kid who wants the Nike Air Maxes
Or dirty white politician with new taxes
The meter maid, waitin' seconds away
The cop whose bogus speeding violations got him a raise
Either way you're fucked, but odds are, you ain't doin' shit about it
So that makes you guilty as the motherfuckers who found it
You walk around it every time the problem raises its hand
And think your vote is all the proof you need to show you understand
And I get it, you think the oppressed will forget it
If you give 'em roads and electricity, but I won't let it
You're shredding all the evidence but me? I'll shred your streets
I'll blow your building to the ground and send your army in retreat
Every time you breathe you'll wonder if I'll cut it short
So take a deep breath, your death will be quick, and nothing more

(Chorus x2)
LA is the place if you don't value life
And you waste all your time since you destined to die
And since destiny is imminent, I share the same sentiment
I hope you understand that its destruction is our benefit

(Verse 2)
I been around the world seen a lot of shit some worse
Yet the citizens here only believe in fun first
They don't like parks, they'd rather turn 'em into parking lots
They freak out every time housing development stops
like they don't have enough homes, stupid you gotta share
You know there's plenty so don't act as if the money isn't there
I'd empathize with the lower class when they steal
If they didn't buy dumb shit, their threat would be real
Fast food alone is enough to bring apocalypse
The most natural resources you taint then you bottle 'em
If you breathe the air then you might wanna filter it
Every new drug everybody want a pill of it
Your fill of it you get none, you add it to your waistline
Worried every spring if his foot was on the baseline
I could give a fuck about a game slash distraction
Tall skyscrapers are built to be blasted

(Chorus x2)

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from Ra's al Ghul, released November 5, 2012

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Frank John James Los Angeles, California

Frank John James is an MC/Producer, born and raised in Santa Barbara, CA, perfected in Los Angeles. Represents Earthworms with MC Braiiinstorm, who together with MC Mas1 form the trio Stereotype. Stereotype is a part of Echoes of Oratory Muzik.

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