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    "Get Your Shit Together" Lyrics

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    Now whats goin' on
    I don't know
    Whats really goin' down
    Y'all don't know
    Between the east and the feds
    Heads don't know
    But you can bet
    Some of these heads be the first to go
    Between eighteen and thirty
    Pray it don't get dirty
    Now I got some new cats
    Hearin' me
    That never heard me
    Eleven thirty do the math
    Damn, here come the draft
    But I'm at an age my fightin' is half ass
    Shee, my flags always at half mast
    Need you ask
    While some of y'all laugh
    But I see war lining these young cats
    Up for body bags
    And these so called thugs masquerading in drag
    Cause now the feds checkin' all dem head rags
    Hopin' this gung ho thing last
    Cold and dark is the weather
    Peoples, get yor sh*t together

    Ain't even gonna fix my mouth to say chickens
    Told y'all in terror dome the clocks tickin'
    From all sides come the wicked
    But how you gonna
    Kill the innocent?
    Between terrorists
    And CIA hit lists
    Like my man uno says
    Beware the false prophets
    Gotta be smarter than this
    They say war is a profit
    With loved ones missed
    But death is a debt
    None of us ain't seen war yet
    Be careful what you ask for
    War is hell and hell is war
    All them bling bling thangs throw em in the river
    All that thugged out sh*t y'all cant deliver
    Seen four planes kill everyday folks
    Guess 911 ain't no joke
    Wall street cryin' broke
    Was it god
    Or the devil itself
    Who spoke?
    Old vampires
    Hit the new empire
    Had the sky cookin'
    Brooklyn had no other choice
    But to stare and keep lookin'
    City smile
    Missin' two front teeth
    While some of y'all
    Still talkin' them little ass beefs
    Over who, what SoundScanned

    This month you sound scared
    Guessin' where the party at?
    While downtowns wonderin'
    Where the bodies at?

    How you sell soul to a souless people
    Who sold their soul?
    Keep the people from bein' sheeple
    Hollow voices
    To tommorrow's sorrow
    Women have nurtured
    And birthed the earth
    Man has killed many
    For land and worse
    Women got a cycle that's spoken for
    Man has a period, its called war
    May the power go to
    Everyday people
    May war have no sequel, live
    Reverse the word you get evil
    Cause people wanna live against evil
    Avoid the third world war
    Biological bombs
    A hundred times worse than Vietnam
    So what you gonna do?
    If you was on that plane
    Both sides would've killed you too
    To my peoples
    Stay on your P's and Q's
    Get your sh*t together
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING.
    Written by Carlton Ridenhour.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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