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Is it Fight or is it Flight
Exile Get the fuck out
This X-files. Skullies get knocked down
Like Let's fight Being home sick got me less nice
Euro trip got me feeling
You can't quench your thirst with ice
Let it melt. This heat inside
Made me leave home, but i'll circle back
If i'm left without my rights
So, so. You fixing that back
Oh, oh. You chiropractic
No, no. Just wishing that Sham
Take notes from what Cairo practiced
When I say sham, I mean Damascus
By sha'ab, I mean the masses
Is in a sham when the media ban
Covers up what happened, and...
You don't know what the fuck is going on
So i call back home
But Pops can't tell you on the phone
That's Boston crab, that means
Everybody tapped, assets frozen
Relatives kidnapped, ransom paid
But still he ain't back, cash is gone
International sanctions, can't withdraw
War, War, that is War
Tanks and guns right at your door
Enough little boys to win your war
Enough little girls to have some more
We don't want more
Because that's not pure
We need baptism
With Zam zam water
Let's have some order
Could i get some freedom and
Could i please get peace with that
Without you tryna get a piece of that
Can i get a piece of mind
Can i get some sleep with that
No rest for the wicked till
I have my dreams come back

Verse 2
Is it fight or is it flight
Exile, Are you in
Leave it all behind you and R-U-N
Arguing, Are you men
Are you if you
Stay home get strapped with arms and then
Boots on laced up, like army men
Move on next block, an apartment gets
Shot up, so what if they are your friends
Excuse me sir, they were you friends
Keyword is were. When the war begins
You take up sides, when bridges burn
Can't make amends
We'll pay for this. Plenty sins
Too many sins, no innocence
To replenish this, two words
To distinguish this
Exodus, Genesis
Ironically, Old Testament
Coincidence, Estimates
Conspiracies, Evidence
Don't take much to start these kids
Donate guns and promises
Home made bombs and lots of shit
That go Prapraprapra, and start a
War, War, that is War
Tanks and guns right at your door
Enough little boys to win your war
Enough little girls to have some more
We don't want more
Because that's not pure
We need ablution
With holy water
Let's stop the slaughter
I think we need to fast
Can I please eat halal
Without you tryna put beef with that
Can I see the greener grass
Can I eat some cheese on that
No picnic for the wicked until
I get to feed my fam