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A Dying Plea Vol. 1 lyrics - Anti-Flag (feat. DE'WAYNE, Marcia Richards, Jálise Della Gary & Tom Morello)

We can't breathe

We can't breathe

We can't breathe

We can't breathe (breathe), breathe (breathe)

Breathe (breathe), breathe

I know you looking for a victim to kill - I know you

I know you looking for a son to steal - I know you

You wanna catch me slipping down on my heels

For a moment to boast and shout "Look at this nigga I killed"

But what about my rights?

What about my life?

We ain't equal to them

If they ain't kill us

Slamming us down

Saw the tape on CNN

Got a call from my mother

You bet not go outside again

Got a call from my father

Like put a damn gun to they head

BANG

With others oppressed no one is free

(No one is free)

When just to breathe is a dying plea

Your freedom falls only skin deep

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American Dream

The blue lines cross at demand and need

Raze the statues from the hanging tree

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American

We can't breathe

We can't breathe

We can't breathe

We can't breathe (breathe), breathe (breathe)

Breathe (breathe), breathe

Well I'm unbelievably out of breath

I remember inna school that respect wasn't there

Imagine what a fool, I'd step where the other girls stepped

I'd forget that I checked and the step wasn't there

I know underneath another layer lies another liar

Out come the wolves from their wool to deny our rights

Buckle up, watch it take a turn until your luck is up

We got the backup and we'll say their names until you're gone

With others oppressed no one is free

(No one is free)

When just to breathe is a dying plea

Your freedom falls only skin deep

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American Dream

The blue lines cross at demand and need

Raze the statues from the hanging tree

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American Dream

How long must we wait

For all of this to change?

The fear, the death, the pain

Will it ever go away?

How long must we wait

How long?

(How long?)

When just to breathe is a dying plea

Your freedom falls only skin deep

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American

We can't breathe

We can't breathe

We can't breathe

We can't breathe (breathe), breathe (breathe)

Breathe (breathe), breathe

We can't breathe

A Dying Plea Vol. 2 lyrics - Anti-Flag (feat. DE'WAYNE, Marcia Richards, Jordan Montgomery & Tom Morello)

When just to breathe is a dying plea

Your freedom falls only skin deep

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American Dream

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

Breathe...

Breathe...

Melanin, I know on the other side when they see my face

Melanin and only melanin leave trace

They'll step to protect their right to forget the debt that they owe my race

Suckle at the teat and they get a likkle treat like a lifetime in first place

All the innocent are gonna suffer when they gun out and nuh means to decide on why, while all them and the others will protect them, discard us, throw us at the back or under the bus, scream we'll serve and protect not trust, stick to the colour guide, watch better be the right swatch and nuh care about us.

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

Breathe...

Breathe...

I left the crib in my white tee, yeah bitch I'm icy

The public think I'm thuggin, shots fired now my tee blooded

These fucking cops ain't rushing a nigga dead they love it

Turn the body cam off while we calling for our mothers

BITCH I been feeling some evil deeds

I might kill a cop let the trigger squeeze

24 years years being black a scary thing but I still gotta die a legend if they come for me

Only care for us when we on a tee

We tired of singing songs I want a bullet in they head

Middle of the street that's on everything fucking let me be

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

Breathe...

Breathe...

Black in America breaking the barriers

Cops killing us that's serial

Land of milk and honey no cereal

Preaching the real

Politicians vote and passing the bills

You posting a square while blacks in the street getting murdered and killed

Rap industry we takeover for real

Driving While Black get you out of your deal

Killing the game left you out of the will

Writing this live from the City of Steel

Karens they lie you get Emmitt Tilled

Karens they lie you get Emmitt Tilled

Now how does that feel

Turning the tables you don't get a meal

Seat at the table that eating for real

Officers kneel until you can't breathe

Kaepernick kneel can't play for a team

When just to breathe is a dying plea

Your freedom falls only skin deep

Out of reach like an American Dream

Out of reach like an American Dream

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

We can't breathe...

Breathe...

Breathe...

We can't breathe...

All Cops Are...A-Z lyrics - Anti-Flag

All cops are assholes

All cops are bastards

All cops are court controlling cunts

All cops are dickheads

All cops are evil

All cops are farm animal fucking fucks

All cops are greedy

All cops are hate criming

All cops are incorporated

All cops are jag offs

All cops are killers

All cops are lie, lying, liars

All cops are miserable

All cops are Nazis

All cops are onanists

All cops are pedaling pricks

All cops are queefs

All cops are racists

All cops are sadists

All cops are twats

All cops are unbelievably unchecked

All cops are vicious

All cops are wastes of water

All cops are xenophobic

All cops are you

All cops are you

All cops are you

All cops are you

Branded Rebellion lyrics - Anti-Flag

Branded rebellion

Safe enough for all

Sweat the assets

Cash out before it's gone

Placement, visibility

No context needed at all

Out of pocket credibility

In the loop with the calm

We laugh, ain't it funny, how we sell our souls

We laugh, ain't it funny, how our morals fall

You still wanna be an artist?

When the straw man calls

Ego strokes and fine dining

Impulse buys results

Placement, visibility

No context needed at all

Out of pocket credibility

In the loop with the calm

We laugh, ain't it funny, how we sell our souls

We laugh, ain't it funny, how our morals fall

We laugh, ain't it funny, success erases it all

We laugh, ain't it funny, how easy conscience is sold

For What It's Worth lyrics - Anti-Flag

(originally by Buffalo Springfield)

There's something happening here

What it is ain't exactly clear

There's a man with a gun over there

Telling me I got to beware

I think it's time we stop

Children, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down?

There's battle lines being drawn

Nobody's right if everybody's wrong

Young people speaking' their minds

Getting so much resistance from behind

It's time we stop

Hey, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down?

What a field day for the heat

A thousand people in the street

Singing songs and carrying signs

Mostly saying, "hooray for our side"

It's time we stop

Hey, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down?

Paranoia strikes deep

Into your life it will creep

It starts when you're always afraid

You step out of line, the men come and take you away

Stop

Hey, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down?

Stop

Hey, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down?

Stop

Now, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down?

Stop

Children, what's that sound?

Everybody look - what's going down

Gimme Some Truth lyrics - Anti-Flag

(originally by John Lennon)

I've had enough of reading things

By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians

All I want is the truth (the truth)

Just give me some truth (truth)

I’m sick and tired of hearing things

From uptight, short-sighted p-p-p-punk rockers

All I want is the truth (the truth)

Just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is going to mother hubbard soft soap me

With just a pocketful of hope

Money for dope

I'm sick to death of seeing things

From tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists

All I want is the truth (the truth)

Just give me some truth now

I’ve had enough of watching scenes

Of schizophrenic, egocentric, paranoiac, prima-donnas

All I want is the truth now (the truth)

Just give me some truth

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of Tricky Dicky

Is going to mother hubbard soft soap me

With just a pocketful of hope

It's money for dope

Choke! [x16]

All I want is some truth now (woah)

Just give me some truth now

[x8]

Mr. Motherfucker lyrics - Anti-Flag

Okay, what Stagger Lee say

You're gonna end up dead

Mr. Motherfucker, you know who I am

You're gonna end up dead

From the depths of the 400 club

To the rivers running red

Stacks 'em high, he's 44

Stagger Lee [?]

Like a Chinese whisper

Words spread around

[?] he's walking tipsy

Never to be found

Mr. Motherfucker, you know who I am

You're gonna end up dead

Mr. Motherfucker, you know who I am

You're gonna end up dead

Gotta say that bad man you see

So damn bad in the summer

The flies stay from Stagger Lee

Gotta say that bad man you see

So damn bad in the winter

The snow don't fall off Stagger Lee

Have you heard about that bullet

That come to town

Are you looking for for that bullet

It must be found

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

You're gonna end up dead

Mr. Motherfucker, you know who I am

You're gonna end up dead

Surrender lyrics - Anti-Flag

Mother told me, yes, she told me

That I'd meet boys like you

She also told me, "Stay away

You'll never know what you'll catch"

Just the other day I heard

Of a soldier's falling off

Some Indonesian junk

That's going 'round

Yeah

Mommy's alright

Daddy's alright

They just seem a little weird

Surrender

Surrender

But don't give yourself away

Hey, hey

Father says, "Your mother's right

She's really up on things

Before we married, Mommy served

In the WACs in the Philippines"

Now, I had heard the WACs recruited

Old maids for the war

But mommy isn't one of those

I've known her all these years

Mommy's alright

Daddy's alright

They just seem a little weird

Surrender

Surrender

But don't give yourself away

Hey, hey

Whatever happened to all this season's

Losers of the year?

Every time I got to thinking

Where'd they disappear?

But when I woke up, Mom and Dad

Are rolling on the couch

Rolling numbers, rock and rollin'

Got my cash records out

Mommy's alright

Daddy's alright

They just seem a little weird

Surrender

Surrender

But don't give yourself away

Way, way

Away

Away

Surrender (Mommy's all right)

Surrender (Daddy's all right)

But don't give yourself away

Surrender (Mommy's all right)

Surrender (Daddy's all right)

But don't give yourself away

Surrender (Mommy's all right)

Surrender (Daddy's all right)

(We're all alright)

But don't give yourself away

(We're all alright)

Surrender (Mommy's all right)

Surrender (Daddy's all right)

(We're all alright)

But don't give yourself away

(We're all alright)

We're all alright! [x4]

That's When I Reach For My Revolver lyrics - Anti-Flag

(originally by Mission of Burma)

Once I had my heroes

Once I had my dreams

But all of that is changed now

The truth begins again

The truth is not that comfortable, no

Mother taught us patience

The virtues of restraint

Father taught us boundaries

The knowledge we must go

I'm trying to protect my unity

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when it all gets blown away

That's when I reach for my revolver

The spirit passes by this way

A friend of mine once told me

His one and only aim

To build a giant castle

And in it sign his name

Sign it with complete community

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when it all gets blown away

That's when I reach for my revolver

The spirit passes by this way

Now that the sky is empty

And that is nothing new

Instead they look upon us

When they tell me

That we're nothing

That's when I reach for my revolver (I say!)

That's when I reach for my revolver (I say!)

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver

The New Jim Crow lyrics - Anti-Flag

I can't help but shed a tear for you tonight

Because we know nothing can ever make it right

Your days cheated away

Never given a chance to clear your name, no

Please accept my sincere apologies

Please accept my sincere apologies

For the heartless, for the useless

For the people who have no soul left to give

For the heartless, for the useless

For the people only looking out for themselves

For themselves

Welcome to the new America

Welcome to the new Jim Crow

Welcome to a world gone out of control

I said, picked up, set up, sent down

Case opened closed

I said, picked up, set up, sent down

Case opened closed

Please accept my sincere apologies

Please accept my sincere apologies

For the heartless, for the useless

For the people who have no soul left to give

For the heartless, for the useless

For the people only looking out for themselves

For the people only looking out for themselves

Picked up, set up, sent down, opened, closed

Picked up, set up, sent down, opened, closed

Picked up, set up, sent down, opened, closed

Picked up, set up, sent down, opened, closed

Please accept my sincere apologies

Please accept my sincere apologies

For the heartless, for the useless

For the people who have no soul left to give

For the heartless, for the useless

For the people only looking out for themselves

For the people only looking out for themselves

For the people only looking out for themselves

The War On Christmas Is Over (If You Buy It) lyrics - Anti-Flag

Alright!

Armed to the teeth, jack boots on our feet

As we kick in your front door

Setting fire to the tree, all the presents beneath

And destroying you, pagan whores

Overhead drones are flying, the children will be crying

Try and lock all your doors

But not enough of you are buying

So this year you're dying

Merry Christmas, this means war

This is the war on Christmas

Your names made our shit list

This is the war on Christmas

Happy new fear

Armed to the teeth, jack boots on our feet

As we kick in your front door

So we send seasons beatings, 'til you are believing

Our savior is white as snow

There will be no relieving, this pain you are feeling

Merry Christmas, this means war

This is the war on Christmas

Your names made our shit list

This is the war on Christmas

Happy new fear

This is the war on Christmas

Your names made our shit list

This is the war on Christmas

Happy new fear

Everyone will spread this cheer

Everyone will disappear

Everyone will spread this cheer

Everyone will disappear

Will disappear, will disappear

This is the war on Christmas

Your names made our shit list

This is the war on Christmas

Happy new fear

This is the war on Christmas

Your names made our shit list

This is the war on Christmas

Happy new fear

Welcome To 1984 lyrics - Anti-Flag

Who would Jesus bomb? Yeah, who would Jesus kill?

The double talk is past surreal

The word of god is now the word of hate

War is peace, and freedom is the police state

Can't you see the writing on the wall?

Democracy lays trampled on the floor...

You better believe that...

Hell yeah I'm confused for sure what I thought was the New Millennium is 1984!

Mr. Orwell from the grave, adding fresh ink to the page

As the unpresident declares an endless war...

Welcome to 1984!

Feels like Nazi Germany, and Hitler on TV,

As the unpresident spews homophobic speech

Didn't the Allies fight a war to end extremist fascist law

So tell me NOW what are the fuck we fighting for?

I just can not take it anymore

Democracy lays trampled on the floor...

Man, isn't freedom great?!?!

Hell yeah I'm confused for sure what I thought was the New Millennium is 1984!

Mr. Orwell from the grave, adding fresh ink to the page

As the unpresident declares an endless war...

Now we've got...

Armies of peace, armed to the teeth, delivering death to make the world a better place

So celebrate the weapons spending, say a toast to Armageddon, raise some hell!

We're all headed straight to hell!

Hell yeah I'm confused for sure what I thought was the New Millennium is 1984!

Mr. Orwell from the grave, adding fresh ink to the page

As the unpresident declares an endless war...

Welcome to 1984!