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What We Need - UPDATED
intro by Seanchai, an Irish rapper from Brooklyn, NYC, and former member of Black 47. Also a former NYC cop: "You don’t need guns to keep the people down, just give ‘em TV’s on estates outside town. Make ‘em want things you know they’ll never have then give them heroin to get under their skin. Like Connelly said: ‘When the fighting stops, the real war begins.’ "
What we need
is another F*cking French Revolution
right on Hollywood and Vine,
and in the midwest.
What we’re missing
is Bolshevism,
is the fire in our bellys.
What we have
is glassy - eyed stares,
oooh, "that’s hot."
What we need
are the muskets, and knives,
and the wooden guillottine.
Assemble it,
set it up on Times Square.
Louise and Marie
had nothing on us
and our electronic lobotomy,
if the poor bastard had the internet,
and our pill called entertainment
he’d have kept his head.
Eat cake, indeed.
Regina Brett can kiss my white ass
as far as I’m concerned.
My brothers you and I
are the present peasant class.
The social, middle, present cash.
Wake the Czar up!
Roust him out of bed!
Roust him!
Roust him!
Roust him and his entire family
the f*ck out of bed!
So, brainiac,
so my enemy white liar, evil snake
I don’t feel you,
or the games you play.
What we really need is
a new Russian revolution
on Public Square,
in Beverly Hills.
But you, brothers,
you are incapable of rising.
Rise up!
What we need
you don’t have.
Fall of Rome.
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