JT Tom Flexx (State of Emergency) Lyrics

Let me welcome all of you formally

You have been taken hostage

I have no respect for personalities

And what you are makes no meaning to me

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Yeah whoa whoa argh

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Oh it's a state of emergency

So I JT Tom Flexx on these bitches hard

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Put that on my set bruh

We been through hell, hope we make it up to heaven

Smell the incense, shit be smelling like my kinfolk

When that trailer fell, my brothers left in the inferno

I wanna know why the government tryna kill me

I wanna know why my life is so damn cheap, see

You take control of the things you wanna change

No we can't afford to wait

so ti ye? o ti ye, yeah

Our future buried in the rubble

They went to school, they never knew there was trouble

Was barely noon when that building shook

And the news reached every nook

Left the whole nation shook

Shit, so avoidable

Oh it's a state of emergency

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Take a moment of your time to think about the one's that's locked up

And doing time that they don't know a thing about

In a system built on greed and extortion

It's safe to say we're walking around with targets on our backs

Special Anti Robbery Squad, trigger happy to the bone

Made Kolade walk alone, to heaven's gate that's for sure

Do not sweat it bro, angels welcome ya

You're a martyr for justice cos you was murdered for fuckshit

I know your seed carry on your legacy, but

First things first, big homie its rest in peace cuz

Ah if SARS corner me, 112 on my speed-dial

Segalink on my speed-dial

It's a state of emergency

Young Alexx anarchy

Bringing them hell

But i'm heaven sent or i'm trying to be

All you niggas sitting still like you is some mannequins

But imma take them reins of this shit, head to eternity, bitch

Oh it's a state of emergency

So I JT Tom Flexx on these bitches hard

Oh it's a state of emergency

Oou I JT Tom Flexx on these bitches hard

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