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They're all petty fucking thief's
That just lie through their teeth
The political machine
Has us victim to their scheme
Let me paint a different scene
Let

Transfixed by the dead eyes of this insatiable machine
Oh, oh I keep on falling in love
With these endless songs that keep singing through my blood
And they

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

before we eat
Cause' we ain't come from where the sun shines
Keep it real wit' me
Been a lot of murder seen in my motherland
All this war that's that shit

Kicked back in my time machine
Reminiscing everything was so promising
Siblings let me win so I would feel like I was King
Caught the pigskin ran it

of paper working teens like machines

In life you gotta grind, looking at the time
Better realise that you ain't ever stopping hive
Get in line, universal

poem
While my answering machine screening
Callshailing safe and alone
I want change in your message not
The coin return of a payphone
My boys are

must be a pro!
You’ll be flamed with fires of hell
The Dancing Demon’s bringing heat
I’ll resurrect the flow and turn my
Pen into an Ink Machine your

Where do I start? Steady playin' my part
Wars, you know I fought, in the web
Niggas done got caught
Down to play the wildcard
Trippin' 'bout them

Wondering how they lived without
Janga to the core Congolese man it's raw
Do not ignore 'cause I'm ready it's war
Freedom of speech but they knock on your

by the 60's
And still remember the first time that
I removed a man's kidneys with these
It's like a Nightmare on Elm Street dream
Mini machetes sharper

of suicide when I
Heard that my brother died
I felt to build a time machine
To take me to another life
Where everybody's peaceful
And family were all honеst,

what are sticks and stones
To a war machine?

Products and profit's
Whenever you ascribe conscious
Intent in pursuit
Of self interest at the top
Money in

and an oil well in my hands
Got a plate in my head it's protected by lead so even god won't know plans

Are you afraid of the boogeyman well I'm his big bad

record
Tried heart-crushing honesty properly, guitars and drum machines
Morally guided introspection
Tried singing life's deep lessons
So many people, they

Treat it like a gold mine
Forty-Nining for the lines
Ain't pushing on goal lines
Passin by on pharcydes
Tote the pill no co-sign
Pharmaceutical eye

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

burning, souls are yearning
War machine the gears are turning.
Violence. Hated. Distrust
Technological bloodlust.
Revel in your own disgust.
Staring down

up the world by its axis
Practice, put it on my back like I'm Atlas
Active, Acting like my spit ain't acid
It's Either that or ether, evil, I'm

detained unlawfully
Bombs, bullets, aid for iron fists
Death, pain and suffering for peasant civilians
Propaganda machine fine tuned
Real news ain't news,

We uncovered an underutilized, yet modern, weapon...and set in motion
A war of rhetoric and violence
As collective complacency rears its ugly head

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

breaks and new machines
To belittle the war and a raggedy scheme
The young dying for nothing but an old man's dream
It's a wiggly dance at the end

The Struggle of a man is not Defined by how many times he's Knocked down
But how many times he can Triumph through the struggle
Wiping tears from my