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Don't Watch That, Watch This! Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Don't Watch That, Watch This! Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Watch Your Candles Watch Your Knives (Marble Index) · Watch Your Candles Watch Your Knives (Marble Index) · Slow Flux (Steppenwolf) · Flux [2003] (Flux) · Perfect Flux Thing (Jeremy Toback) · Slow Flux/Hour of the Wolf/Skullduggery (Steppenwolf) · Flux [iTunes Exclusive] (Bloc Party) · Flux & Change (Paul Motian) – and 90 other albums »


The Industry's out of touch
The means of production are now in the hands of the workers
But I still want to guided by your expert hands
Oh, lay
Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to rest

Who come to get you
None, they want guns
I be
of spades
She went out like the light in my mind
Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine
Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks
Came from
Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to rest

Who come to get you
None, they want guns
I be
the nerves in your cavity filling
Insanity's building a pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
A villain without remorse,
Amityville drill the nerves in your cavity filling
Insanity's building up pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
A villain
Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to rest

Who come to get you
None, they want guns
I be
diddly 
 
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I'm taken out 
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill 
I'm still the Fat One that you love
Amityville I drill the nerves in your cavity filling
Insanity's building a pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealing
cats talk about
On stage in your city until the mic cords start shorting out
Turn the heat up, Semi x turn the beat up
Flux fresh on the scratch like
When the smoke clears from out the battlefield 
The opponents now know how all the cattle feel 
To be slaughtered and eaten by some 
Who outta they
When the smoke clears from out the battlefield 
The opponents now know how all the cattle feel 
To be slaughtered and eaten by some 
Who outta they