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Panic of Nothing

[Intro: Reverend]
[...] fight everywhere

[Verse 1: Don L & Pastor]
I see a police car in flames (First step, brothers, first step)
Four favelados in a Ferrari
A brother with a Glock on the hood of the car
Guns on the hands of the whole gang (The city, look at the height of the walls!)
The city is ours
The city is ours (Let's go)
Urban guerrilla
Holy war
A police station on fire (Worms!)
No car at the dealership
The broken glass at the entrance (And now pastor, how can I...)
The jewelry of the stores on our wrists
The raised fist on thе streets (What do I have to do to live the promisе?)
In the ruins of H. Stern
I found a topaz that reminds me of her
Matches that AK-47
With the golden strap that she carries
Guevara's AK at my fingertips
Hers is Sankara’s and our motto
Is Free Africamerica
Love and fight
Queen and Slim in Cuba
Assata Shakur in New Jersey
Túpac Amaru II and Micaela (Live the promise...)
If we die it was worth the war
[Chorus: Don L]
Panic of nothing
They bleed like I bleed
Panic of nothing
It will be whatever Xangô wants
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of nothing
They bleed like I bleed
Panic of nothing
It will be whatever Xangô wants
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of what? Fucking nothing
Panic of what? Fucking nothing

[Verse 2: Don L & Pastor]
(Tap your brother on the shoulder and say, to live up to the promise...)
Oh, so the day has finally come
It's surprising for those who didn't believe
That one day we would shut
Your lies with bullets
We were already combatant
They considered us drugs
And the war on drugs
Wasn’t about the narcotics
I left the shift, I changed the gun magazine
Maserati riddled with bullets
I put the bars in the front seat
18 carat from the reserve
About four million in the trunk (Pastor, where's the gold?)
(Swag)
In the citadel between barricades
In front of the mansion, the sentry
The greeting
Inside, a hundred men
Next mission, the air forces
The gun noses up
Sell some drug (done)
Buy some guns (done)
(Like Joshua said, like Caleb said, hey ya!)
Rob the banks (done)
And more weapons
Use weapons and steal weapons
Surrender the cops and open the grids
Take the barracks and surrender the guards
Call the people and take the city
[Chorus: Don L]
Panic of nothing
They bleed like I bleed
Panic of nothing
It will be whatever Xangô wants
Panic of what?
Panic of what?
Panic of what?
Panic of what?
Panic of nothing
They bleed like I bleed
Panic of nothing
It will be whatever Xangô wants
Panic of what?
Panic of what?
Panic of what?
Panic of what?