Aries - Flatbush Zombies, Deadcuts

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains with ease

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains they weave

It’s like we stuck in a prison

Suffering from lack of wisdom

Suffering from lack of substance

The systems lacking some ism

Since it’s killing the misery

Hope my children remember me

Since I sing songs of symphony

Somethings just gotten into me

Message, don’t kill the messenger

Message travel through seven seas

Ghetto passion is classic, been getting lashes for centuries

Aided, but mostly separated by color deficiency

Free to you, free the shackles, my mental strain from my ancestry

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains with ease

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains they weave

Emancipation, castration, mass-hating, white washing

Black shaving patience, that I’m demonstrating, ugh

Segregation, separation, take my people, chain my people, ship them out,

build a nation

Picket lines, demonstration

Kill switch, detonation, this takes dedication

Guess the NBA our reparation

Governmental medication the reverse of levitation

They put fluoride in our water

Guess they trying to kill our babies

Hearts racing, cops and robbers car chasing

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains with ease

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains they weave

Whatever your purpose is

Hone in and hold your kids

All of this is distractions and nobody notices

Fiending for knowledge we still in chains

Power tripping for digits we growing it every day

Fighting for free computers in service for student aid

Can’t afford to be sick pay more them pills to get paid

Taught to follow the system that institution be prison

These coppers turn me to zombie

I’m walking dead while I’m living

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains with ease

I feel so tired of the lights

Fill the tank with gasoline

One match to burn these chains they weave

Break the chain, break the chain

Why the violence is killing our kids and our brother man

Break the chain, break the chain

How police war with no recourse and you on your way

Break the chain, break the chain

Still identify with those who’s have nothing still live in fear

Break the chain, break the chain

Been distracted by the glamor but don’t question why we even here

Break the chain, break the chain

Why the violence is killing our kids and our brother man

Break the chain, break the chain

How police war with no recourse and you on your way

Break the chain, break the chain

Still identify with those who’s have nothing still live in fear

Break the chain, break the chain

Been distracted by the glamor but don’t question why we even here