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Paris

Genres: Hip-Hop

Consequences Lyrics - Paris

[Intro/Chorus: Paris] 

Is it a, coincidence that we ain't taught truth 

A, coincidence that they target the youth 

A, coincidence everything is the same 

That a message in the music ain't a part of the game 

A, coincidence that we livin a lie 

A, coincidence that we only get by 

A, coincidence that so many are lost 

And do prison time 'fore we notice the cost 

 

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[Paris] 

It really ain't difficult to break the mold 

And take a close look at the lies we're told 

Wipe away the facade, see we got to know 

See the plot to control and to rot the soul 

You can make anybody that don't read believe 

anything that they see on the TV screen 

That a lie is reality, the sky is green 

That there's weapons in Iraq, and the President's clean 

When it's on, thinkin you can trust police 

Every black is a beast and our women are cheap 

And that brothers gettin murdered is the way of the streets 

That it's normal to die when we still in our teens 

And that's the way it is, what's the use to try 

That school is a motherfuckin waste of time 

Slang yay, die young, maybe get rich rhymin 

And prison if you black is just a part of life 

And that all of America support the Pres' 

Religion is the way, and we all full of sin 

That it's better after death if we suffer and pray 

Even though they fuck us off in this life today 

And that white Jesus hangin on the wall in church 

ain't a part of a lie to keep a brother subservient 

And that the whole world need the word "Amen" 

Got troops overseas gettin murdered for free 

If you buy that shit, I got a bridge to sell 

Like I said I'm a rebel, so I must re-bel 

And lies be the truth now, war is peace 

Like corporations don't dictate the streets 

Like brothers don't die for the diamond or bling 

Like brothers don't die over songs we sing 

Like patri-ots act like the Patriot Act 

While we swing on this bitch 'til we break it in half 

 

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[Chorus] 

 

[Paris] 

You guilty if arrested and niggaz are thugs 

Only good for welfare, murder and drugs 

The media is true, with no bias at all 

And Fox News ain't on the President's balls 

That Lacey and O.J. and Kobe and Mike 

ain't bullshit and really do matter in life 

That you shouldn't be insulted they give 'em the time 

but never talk about all this corporate crime 

That they generatin news stay loose with facts 

Relate fake views that'll keep us attracted 

like sheep so we don't think, never react 

Never question authority, never suspect 

Never trip off of why what matters to us 

always seem unimportant, and never get love 

Why it's never any money for the school support 

But it's fallin out the sky for these corporate wars 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Paris] 

They never give real shit space to shine 

Just donkey-ass niggaz on assembly line 

Cookie cutter pop-slutter make music designed 

to pedal Coca-Cola, Motorola and Sprite 

No love for the Enemy with video play 

But they give Flav a show to take the focus away 

from the realest group ever made, whaddya say 

when to them it's Eminem that's goin down as the greatest? 

When the plan is a shame like we makin a choice 

Understand it's a scam who get handed a voice 

And it's only a few and they decide in advance 

Like votin for the President and both of them fam 

All that "God bless America, and nobody else" 

But I can smell racism, however it's dealt 

Know the real shit never miss, see how it's felt 

All around the world, hear the people cryin for help 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Outro: Paris] 

A, coincidence ex-cons can't vote 

A, coincidence they can't get no work 

A, coincidence that they can't hold heat 

Now they know that they enemy don't look like me 

A, coincidence that we shit out of luck 

The consequence of coincidences all add up 

When you never know the reason and you're set up to suffer 

The offense is coincidence is never the cause 

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