Government Music lyrics

Artist  : Promoe 
Song : Government Music



 Send "Government Music" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
"Well I got things to do/ and people got things
to say/

Said I got work to do/ and the people find time
to play/



Babylon system is stuck in a slow modem/

why yall persisting to fuck with the Promoe
when/

No rapper that rise against me shall ever
prosper/

rhymes written in the bible, revolutionary
rasta/

Take an eye for an eye and a tooth for a
tooth/

I tell a lie for a lie and a truth for a
truth/

I spit a line after line over loop after loop/

to make your mind intertwine with brain food at
the root/

Cus we all gotta eat but I ain't sellin' my
soul/

cus man can't live by them belly alone/

I'm hard to reach trust no cellular phones/

cus the government agents wanna follow we
'round/

Electronic transmittors picked up by
satelites/

I'm writing rhymes in a room lit up by candle
lights/ 

And I'm spittin... in the wind, of changin'
times/

in the name of unchaining minds/



Chorus:

All of a sudden when you sick/ 

off all of that government music/

Just call and I'll come with that new shit/

just call if you love revolutions/

Call on this sub level nuisance/

ball you could bloody well lose it/

Come on call if you run with a crew which/

is armed with a gun and a full clip/



Pointed at the business give me points and tour
support/

and creative control or end up in the war
report/

Us against them David versus Goliath/

I'm bustin' at them aim at jerks with cold
fire/

Old pirates rob I of my songs of freedom/

songs that we've done Promoe comes from
Sweden/

Needn't no further introduction/

in a world of wack music my shit serve as
interruptions/ 

Short breaks from a reality that's really
unreal/

where record companies want you to sign a dumb
deal/

Then they're swallowing your following like a
bottle in a fridge/

they suck you dry and leave your body in a
ditch/

They steal your golden days then when you're old
and grey/

they done found new blood to mold and clay/

And if you're bold and play make sure you read
the terms/

a life long contract till you feed the worms/



Chorus



Yo you can call me on the 1-800 hotline/

listen closely go out and cop mine/

Or you the type to drop dimes and call the cops?
fine/

bring your glocks, nines ain't nothing can stop
mine/

Though life is one big road with alot of stop
signs/

and I carry a big load as long as I rock
rhymes/

I do not mind, the bullshit: behind/

love will conquer all evil/

It's easier for Heavy D to enter through the eye
of a needle/

than for the government to be buying my
people/

Your smile is deceitful, plastic, colgate
white/

get it smashed if your flow ain't tight/

Now if that happen to me I'd spit blood on the
tracks/

till it's cluttered with facts and women cuddle
the wax/

Love to the max physical and spiritual/

natural, lyrical miracle/



Chorus



Well I got things to do/ and people got things to
say/

Said I got work to do/ and the people find time
to play/

"