Annakin Slayd Helicopters In The Sky
I never thought I'd hear the calm of the sheep turn to stomps of the feet
But when the arms start to meet they drop the bombs on the street
It's like the moment all of us been dreading's finally on the horizon
And the moment all of us been holding breath for's finally arriving
Heard the crash and the sounds of the store windows and saw vandals
smiling
Heard the screams and cries of the people, getting used to the sirens
Now I'm finding myself peepin' out my window see chaos rising
As I'm finding myself reminiscing about that Goodie Mob rhyming
Who's that fighting back? Blaow! nobody now
Who's that fighting back? Blaow! nobody now
I ain't never seen the mist so thick can't see what's happening right in front of
me
Yet I've never seen the light of truth so bright and flashing right in front of me
And suddenly this discord has turned to deafening quiet
As the propellers overhead put a pause and a momentary rest to the riots
Now I can see spot lights pierce the smoke in the sky line
And I can see the copters hover still like the silence
Day or night, day or night
I don't know the date or time, the date or time
But I feel so alive
I can see the helicopters in the sky
Helicopters in the sky
Ahchachachachachacha Hear propellers all around
Ahchachachachachacha Hear propellers from the ground
See the silhouette of riot squads and feel the burning in my eyes
Feel the winds of the change in the populace, hear the yearning in their cries
Now the rhythm of the copters got the marchers dancing on their heels
And they're chanting to the beat of the bats that the cops keep tapping on
their shields
Feel the crunch of the crust of the people been forever in submission
From the years of the show trials to the witch pyres to the inquisitions
There are some of us who keep on living large on what others died for
and there are others who keep on fighting till we all can provide for
It's not white vs black like circa LA 92
This is the red and the green and the black versus the red and white and the
blue
Fathers versus sons, now sister versus sister
It's an organic earthquake up against a orchestrated twister
For 200 years this battle's been slowly coming around
Feel so alive as I see the grills of the copters swooping down
Day or night, day or night
I don't know the date or time, the date or time
But I feel so alive
I can see the helicopters in the sky
Helicopters in the sky
Who's that fighting back? Blaow! nobody now
Who's that fighting back? Blaow! nobody now
Hear propellers all around
Hear propellers from the ground
