Be Aware of the Cause

from by BUNKS

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lyrics

Ever since ’82, dead presidents have structured my life,
An unnecessary evil that I needed to survive,
Never fully explained interest rates,
And that when they inflate, there is no escape,
Now, everyone I know is piled in the hole,
There’s no more room in the inn, so where do we go?
I’m headed to the studio, with no radios or TVs,
Just equipment that I need for proper release,
Infect like a disease, give ‘em something that they money worth,
Make ‘em feel the hurt when we slam ‘em to the turf,
Tired of flipping cushions for change, just to maintain,
Put my soul into this music; let it enter your brain,
Sow the seeds, hope they grow, bring about some change,
Cause the game is saturated with diamonds and chains,
And people losing they life digging up jewels in mines,
Its time to stop and pray for a new state of mind.

Blast from the past, past,
Pressured by the cash, cash,
B.U.N.K.S. tell ya how it is, dolla dolla bills ya’ll,
Every nation that’s stood has taken its fall,
So pay attention to effects and be aware of the cause.

Blast from the past, pressurized cash, cash,
Dolla bills, BUNKS tell ya how it is,
One Mic kicking thrills, listen up and you will hear,
80s babies years are near,
Approach the mic with a strong hand,
Word, mouth to ear,
Spreading out coast to coast, wipe ya eyes,
And you can see the clear vision rise,
Amount to monopoly, land full of property,
Obviously, its got to be, the most that we offer, see,
Effects only cause, true reasons fall,
To the bottom of the pond, take a arm for a leg,
Eventually, this measure will protect all deceivers,
Treat enemies, as if, they were golden retrievers,
A dog is a man’s best friend till the end,
Crops don’t grow and rains don’t flow,
Catch a drift, paddle boats, across the globe.

After shock from the blast felt from first down to last,
And the first be the last, to part with their cash,
In class divisions, we all make decisions,
Cash rules everything around where we living,
Give what you can, take what you need,
Our capitalistic nature is set for greed,
The need to succeed supercedes all beliefs,
The nature of the beast is fueled by grief,
Relief is what we seek in the form of a dolla,
Stand up and lead cause every one else will follow,
Wallow around in your tears so holla,
Scene so pitiful it makes me wanna holla,
I don’t know what else to do,
I’ve done preached till my face turned blue,
But I ain’t through, no giving in,
Blast from the past, the BUNKS are at it again.

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from Self​-​Destruction EP, released September 30, 2008

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We are a hip hop collective from Manchester, Tennessee that has been releasing music since 1999.

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