Pale Fire

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry] I feel like Huey's last words before he died You can kill a rebel but the revolution survives Every real nigga in history, always crucified Quote wrong rhymes then read the lines and feed 'em to feeble minds Food for die, my dialect you digest that's on the daily Roses are red, violets are blue, brothers pushing up daisies They say justice is blind, let me ask this, if that was a fact, then She would be livin' in blackness, that resembles my black skin X'd out Malcolm Little then left him left Detroit Red Marked in a mausoleum for leadin' the mislead This for the crackers that thinkin' they are Judge Dredd That turn a prophecy when I come and I cut your head [Chorus: Elohim] In the pale fire, we hide out Lay back and get down (Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot) In the pale fire, we hide out Lay back and get down [Verse 2: Darnell Williams] Straight up, fuck the police, stay off a nigga dick, bitch They shootin' without reason, or huntin', it's nigga season He moanin', he couldn't breathe and they did him just like Rahim After Tray got shot by the [?] I taste blood while sippin' my tea Put a couple chains on my neck because honestly I'm not free What the fuck do you want from me? Steady killin' off all the kings Tired of turnin' the other cheek and still gettin' our asses beat That's that bullshit, please don't believe that Obama can do a thing Except give us another speech about how we should keep the peace, nigga I'm through with the protest, need a bulletproof vest Underneath my crew neck, with two TECs, I won't be who's next Motherfuck yo' cop badge, yo' soft ass a bitch and a half That's word to Boosie and any hood that's bein' harassed, blast [Chorus: Elohim] In the pale fire, we hide out Lay back and get down (Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot) In the pale fire, we hide out Lay back and get down [Verse 3: Darnell Williams] Get chest pains everytime I see the news, type of blues Leave a nigga leave a nigga stressed before he lacin' shoes I'm lookin' at channel 2, brothers dyin' on some crazy shit Tears flood the street from the mothers 'cause they baby hit Ask us, "Is we scared?" Hell yeah man, a lil' bit 'Cause all this pigment made us targets since some little kids Fuck the politics, Jesse Jackson can go suck a dick It's evident that nigga care only in front of CNN We livin' it, life at the bottom of the pyramid Foolishness, it's crazy 'cause our ancestors built this shit Royal blood in me, not a thug, I'm a fuckin' prince Raised in the ghetto, lost my history on the slavery ship [Chorus: Elohim] In the pale fire, we hide out Lay back and get down (Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot) In the pale fire, we hide out Lay back and get down (Hands up, don't shoot, hands up, don't shoot Hands up, don't shoot, hands up)