"Apolitical" lyrics
"Apolitical"
Your quick to yell acab
First to claim brutality
Even though you made the call
Stood by as your comrades fall
Snitch minded mentality
Leads to mass fatality
Time has come to pick a side
On the fence you cannot hide
It's not right or left
It's right and wrong
A racist show his face
He's fucking gone
It's not right or left
It's right and wrong
A racist show his face
He's fucking gone
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First to claim brutality
Even though you made the call
Stood by as your comrades fall
Snitch minded mentality
Leads to mass fatality
Time has come to pick a side
On the fence you cannot hide
It's not right or left
It's right and wrong
A racist show his face
He's fucking gone
It's not right or left
It's right and wrong
A racist show his face
He's fucking gone
This is my lifestyle. Someday's it's all I got.
Wont tolerate your ignorance that shit will get you shot
This is my lifestyle on your prejudice you'll choke
Too scared to show your face cause you don't want no smoke
This is my lifestyle. Someday's it's all I got.
Wont tolerate your ignorance that shit will get you shot
This is my lifestyle on your prejudice you'll choke
Too scared to show your face cause you don't want no smoke
Writer(s): Akil Godsey
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