NO COPS FOR MILES LYRICS

"Burn"

Featuring Forty Ounces

How many masters should any man bow to?
The answer is none, unless you find bowing fun
How much struggle should any person fight through?
We must fight through it all! With no thought of the fall

Cuz there's so many walls that need to come down
so many bullets for so many heads that struggle for the crown
The hate in my heart wants to see it all burn
Ego inflamed from the pain I have learned
See the tyrants on high with the power they flaunt
and its hard to fight off the archaic response
to rise from your knees and behead all the masters
for there's nothing to lose as you head twards disaster
take control of your fate and treat it with care
for failure will end in a grave we must share
and as we are tossed atop the pile of corpses
Don't expect to hear compassion amongst the discourses

Whoa!
And then we'll burn [x2]

For freedom we must struggle
there is no better way
like those that came before us
we must fight for today
I'd not like to live to see a tomorrow
that's a shell of what was, a future so hollow
But if we all try, our fates, we can change
topple the throwns of the masters deranged
Then from the ashes, like a phoenix it'll rise
A tomorrow worth having, the ultimate prize

We can do it if we try so throw away all your doubt
We'll scream freedom from the rooftops as we burn a white house
From under the yoke of oppression we will be
and live out our lives knowing we fought to be free

How many battles must be fought before it ends?
as many as must be to call a man free

Think again if you think I will be stopping
the war will rage on as the bodies are dropping
Smell it in the air? all the flesh that is rotting...
and the gun powder smoke, its all got me coughing
will our resistance choke on the blood in our throat
or soldier on and build bridges over trenches and moats
Storm the fields and the castles of our "Clever" Oppressers
And teach them that no person is greater, or lesser
than any other person, and if you disagree
with all the others, you'll hang from a tree
and before the last light of this day passes
we'll lay you to rest with gasoline and matches

Whoa!
And then they'll burn! [x2]

Freedom isn't free
We must pay our own way
like those that came before us
we must fight for today
I'd not like to live to see a tomorrow
that's a shell of what was, a future so hollow
But if we all try, our fates, we can change
topple the throwns of the masters deranged
Then from the ashes, like a phoenix it'll rise
A tomorrow worth having, the ultimate prize

We can do it if we try so throw away all your doubt
We'll scream freedom from the rooftops as we burn a white house
From under the yoke of oppression we will be
and live out our lives knowing we fought to be free

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