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work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock

People said John was a slacker cause
The opportunity to lead a slave revolt
Because the West Virginian army made him holt.
He got caught by some racists who weren't down
With his liberal liberation,
make no doubt about it
They're the ones that's in control

So prepare yourself for a war unlike you've ever seen
This is man against machine
make no doubt about it
They're the ones that's in control
So prepare yourself for a war unlike you've ever seen
This is man against machine

(Work, Work,
shatters in a thousand Ruby Ridges
And everywhere the good prepare for perpetual war
And let their weapons shape the plan
The way the hammer shapes the hand
gonna work? You know you owe me too much to stop." 
John said, "I got a little workin' to do but I ain't goin' by your clock."
People said John was
head
As I prepare for life, to begin tonight (oh)
I feel the blood rush through my heart
As I prepare to fly, as we unite  (oh)

We unite, we beat
You're about
To lose your nerves
Shocked by the horrors of war
You can't keep your self control
Really hit hard by this war
Now you want to kill them all
a little story of an American family

She waited for him in World War two
He fought the European campaign
Their son John spent two years in Nam
That war it
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
Still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.
a bubble,
And the clouds will soon roll by?
So let?s have another cup of coffee
And let?s have another piece o? pie!
Let a smile be your umbrella,
For
Now I'm on a rampage, prepare for the slaughter
Lyrical monster busting nuts in your daughter
Slaying competition is the real beat digger
(Clank) Hit
the scent of the hunt on the wind
We arrive in profusion
We fight amongst ourselves and prepare for the night
In a drunken confusion
Consider yourself
over the moon
We no beg, we no bow, we nah turn poppy show
Nah go play by the rules no!

CHORUS

Yes I and I selassie I soldier
Yes we come fe war
Before I leave the heat, I put two in rain grove for my range rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by
behind ball plant and steel curtains
Denver Bronco fan, glock squirtin
Brick city, stering wheel hurtin
Prepare why'all fast car for lane mergin
Hasta
John and Linda live in Omaha
And Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davy in the Korean war
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore
was ready for love 
 You said Let's talk about the war 
 I said What war? 
 What war? 
 Take off your clothes 
 and don't you worry me no more 
 I
John and Linda live in Omaha 
Joe is somewhere on the road 
We lost Davey in the Korean War 
And I still don't know what for 
Don't matter anymore
hate
Sometimes I don't know for sure
If somebody want a race war

(Get yourself together)
(Open your eyes
Get wise)
Race war
(Get yourself
of the corps
All hate the thought of war;
They'd rather kill them off by peaceful means.
Stop calling it aggression,

Ooh, we hate that expression!
We only
fall by the wayside

[Chorus]
But not it's
Left right, left right
Orders are givin don't step out of lin
Left right, left right
Face front to attention
alone.

John and Linda live in Omaha.
Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war.
I still don't know what for, don't matter any
out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic fights (and plus the cold war)

Be on the lookout for this
the score
He was a nazi!
But not anymore 
He was a nazi

John Wayne killed a lot of gooks in war.
We don't give a fuck about John anymore. 
We know his tale