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and leave like I'm supposed to
Thought the city needed me, I'm stuck here getting older
These post-war babies they bleed longer than soldiers
Now the blood's

Freedom fightin’ machine, big-ass hatchet in hand
Why’d you have to kill my bros? I’m-a slash your face, man
I’m a very skilled assassin killin’ dudes in

Our necks crane as we peer in apparent portals
embarrassed to be mortal I'm more into paranormal
constant war wounds on our souls have made us

greed, greed

rage against the machine moved  to live in malibu beach
preaching for the unconverted jenna jamesson and charlie sheen
billiejoe got kicked

It's a poor man's fight and it's a rich man's war
Don't say it ain't right, it's always been so
One will get rich so the other ten can stay poor
Make

to war without a vest
Aiming for the head no chest
This is the wild wild west
I'm from San Jo
Putting on for senter road
Don't walk to seven eleven all by

Of fire and blood
Fire and blood
Fire and blood
Fire on me love

Have we been brainwashed
By binary machines of war
'Persuadables' desired
Lost souls

know go harder
In an out with my crew taught the wisdom to my starters
Since Ima product of the system I'm raging the machine no martrys

When I get

The vortex
 is sucking us into ways of being
That aren't better
Than the way they used to be before the machine.

Big tech
Watches you type and it

childhood ended early
Obey the system at all cost, programming into the Matrix
The little one had a hero's name, it was Jimmie Hendrix.
The years go by, feel

kick down constantine
Kidnap our origins make our ancestors scream
Chin and the one neugean invent them wicked hybrid beans 
Them wretched war machines

So starts the civil war  

If you don't like it, leave 
Turn a blind eye and believe  
Clown man gets stirred up by the crowd 
The ignorance was loud

moving parts a slot machine
For the right amount of coin
You might just win the lottery

Courtesan contorted
Like lament configurations
Dirty sprite

a different day another woman lynched 
Hit the internet get hypnotized 
Try and run away worlds on fire
So I guess I'll sip liq just to by time
3 Bottles in oh

Of salvation irritating the Moron and his glory
Now I'm writing rhymes riddling painting scenes of defacement And as soon as you protest the war sends your

You act as if your life is threatened by every word
I can't comprehend the machine that makes you tick that way
We speak in rhythmic abuse and feel

barstool 
Toss me a dime
Kill Hollywood 
I've made up my mind

Call me a bitter old hack
Fire up your war machine and 
Go on the attack
L.A.s streets are

the pop niggas running outta their socks
Spiral from the womb of a noise making death machine
My brothers took the lives from many primitive beings
Used

Spires of decay
Reach toward clouds ablaze with fury
But I will tear them down one by one
Chained to my machine of retribution

Must I become a monster

and the government steals
While the common man is ground beneath the heels of the profit machine

There's a gaggle of anarchy

There's a gaggle of anarchists in great

the transformer
The scorched earth so big black and beautiful like Lizzo
Entire world consumed by this craft of war like Blizzard
The one percent are farming your

try
As it's seen
The war machine
It has taken many men
In its time
And as you realize
You take the world by surprise
Try to make it want to see
But

of choices that could've changed
Everything that lead to this moment
We drove this war machine
Without a map, taking directions
From the enemy
Was the pain

at the other side is only hell
A battle fought by mindless machines
Humanity lost when humanity was lost
Humanity lost
History repeats; behold the Great Dying