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First, we lived as human beings
Now we walk like computer machines
Stuck in a digital dream. 
Minds are being warped out 
By this cyber age.

waiting on top of a mountain
But each of these days that pass is like missing a lifetime of love and laughs
So many minutes without you, and I just try

Klusterfuk

Tech N9ne

Klusterfuk

DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all

crying like mayday
Take no shit Ima dub you get my cake right
You gon' get a slice if you ride in the day light
Homie bout to shine cuz he's by me the same

at these niggas, they love to talk
Switch it up, like it’s night n’ day
Got me dreamin’ ‘bout a diamond chain
Look my momma in the face
Tell her we just

these days 
Ashes to ashes, down the street and then we meet
It's just so hot outside
I'm feeling the heat from within
While I melt myself to death

is gone and I really miss him too
Are you alright? No
I need someone, by my side, all day and all night
I need someone, by my side, all day and all

thought I'd see the day that I would catch a felony 
I hate my family cause I feel like they failing me
I don't even like school no more cause they keep

them gone be a sad day
All these girls that get attached to me
I wonder what they see in me?
Certain girls jus treat me like a deity
Lately i been

these days 

Baby put down the telephone
Anything goes in this place, and I know there's no way that I was born my age
It feels like fever in the streets

days i was downbad now my life televised
And ima rollie rockstar i can not do no ties
I don't give no handouts to these niggas they not by my side
Woke

wanna get loaded
Sometimes I feel like I can't control my choices
And somethin' takes over and I can't turn off the voices
Sittin' with these thoughts,

Joe Hill

Billy Bragg

Don't Mourn - Organize!: Songs of Labor Songwriter Joe Hill

1990

Oh, the years went by like the sun goin' down

slowly turn the page
And when Joe looked back at the sweat upon his tracks
He had nothing to show but

bullshit fantastic
Smoke to get high but it left me jaded
Feel like kyrie with the fade a-way
Feel like I need the bank to pay me
These days
Way a muh fucka

Workingman's Blues #2

Bob Dylan

Modern Times

2006

There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town
Starlight by the edge of the creek
The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down
Money's gettin' shallow

Right away
I need the cheque to clear
Right away
I'm living it up and it's like
Every day
We killin the game it's clearer then
Night and day
We going

I've been high for five whole days
And I've been stuck in my old ways
Cause life is long just like hall ways
So I pass the time with a big old bag

Feeling this feeling
I'm feeling so diligent
Feeling Like dealing with
Militant thoughts
I'm blocking the villain
The word that I'm spilling
These

I dream so much
And I just can't seem to find an
Answer to what I'm living for, in general
I can't keep living like this
It's breaking my heart day

the pain right in your eyes
By this time flies by
I see the pain right in your eyes

By this time flies by
But everyday
Ya
I feel like the distance

In our

Away because they reek hate
But any anaconda can die on a weekday
Wikipedia speeding up my career
Like I've been here
And I don't fuck with these fuck

these trenches 
My name in they mouth like a dentist
Stacking chips on me like it's an investment 
I can't fuck up now it's a blessing I got this far

Haah, grra grra
Grra, grra grra
Hah, hm look
You'll always be by my side till the day I die
Yeah I remember that feeling I knew it was over I knew I

fuck with you

Somebody show me somethin' real
These days, it's really hard to tell
Just need me somethin' I can feel
These filters got us under