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M1 dead prez & Bonnot - 99% ft. Talib Kweli & Militant A

Buy: http://apple.co/1NPHZQh Official Website: www.ap2p.info Song taken from the forthcoming album "All Power To the People" from AP2P aka M-1 (Dead Prez) & Bonnot (Assalti Frontali). 99% (W.Buonanno - L.Alford - T.K.Greene - L.Mascini) Composed, arranged, recorded and mixed by Bonnot Produced by Bonnot Co-produced by M-1. Mastering: Chris Athens. Lyrics: IMF, World Bank, What it look like? in your suit and your tie looking' crook-like yeah your wife better hold her pocketbook tight if you slip one time then its goodnight Yeah you know what you stole from us bank roll and my gold and stuff Rolls Royce looking' old and plush damn right Imma hold you up ski mask, gold teeth all you gon' see and you lucky if I let yo ass go free let you feel what its like on a cold street and you never really get to know me Shed tears like you learned enough i don't think so, earn my trust Feel the heat, Imma turn it up Dolla bill, imma burn it up. (CHORUS) There is price to pay For taken' it all from me, Me and my army We taken' it back! They know, its not about money Dinaro We takin' it back! (Bring my shit back, bring my shit back!) Non va più tanto Ghandi e nemmeno l'India Non va Mao e in Cina la corporation brinda Obama trama insieme a Standard & Poor's Va solo il mio microfono, un vecchio Shure E adesso io voglio convincervi Di quanto è alto il grido AP2P E c'è qualcosa di nuovo nell'aria quanto ne abbiamo bisogno in Italia Se tu ci stai lo sai, noi siamo il 99 Se tu lo fai lo sai, noi non molliamo mai Abbiamo tutti i sensi allertati coordinamenti collettivi comitati Illuminati siamo decisi più sono ricchi più gridano è crisi noi non vogliamo il nuovo piccolo suv vogliamo il 99 che monta su sto groove Its an inside job, don't believe me? you believe everything on on the TV and them fake ass raps on ya CD no wonder why we aint never been free See through all them lies they tell Thats me, who they tried to sell PP's who they hide in jail Flame on, hope they fry in hell Put yo money bags down 'fore I make change They a bunch of vampires and I hate fangs Cant think for thyself cuz it take brains Imma kick a bunch of ass, then take names Can't you see we done had enough times up, Imma call your bluff Too long we done had it rough Dollar Bill, Imma burn it up! They know, its not about money Dinaro We takin' it back! (Bring my shit back, bring my shit back!)