Guns Are Drawn The Roots (Ft. Son Little)

[Intro]
What are you gonna do when the guns are drawn?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it would be cool, it could be too
Stop runnin' 'round in circles off of would-be fuel
Livin' them lies, eventually believin' it's true
A lotta people here are frauds, one could be you
It's outrageous and ageist, and nothin' can save us
An ocean of brown fists in various flavors
A favor for a favor, man, this is the majors
Tell me what you would do with no phone or pagers
No Kinko's, no FedEx, and no ATM's
What you gon' do when the police state begins?
Well, it already began, but I guess it depends
On what's really goin' on, what's happenin'
Huh! Military target practicin'
They finna write another Patriot Act again
The days is short, the nights is long
The fight goes on, the pistol and the pipes are drawn
Come on!

[Hook x2]
The middle of the night, we fight like
Barbarians in sight of the former might
You might think that it's a waste of our time
And I think you would be right, 'til he drop that rhyme