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the principle
Caught up in the flames made me change living miserable Insane sick and clinical
From the cradle to the grave Until it all just fades away I'm

this system with a thought for ammunition

It's the train of thought It's a frame of sorts
A campaign where you can't just feign support
The train

as an effect which is subliminal
It's clinical, so what's the diagnosis?
The system's on the spectrum didn't anybody notice?
How would it change if we immersed

vertigo, vomit gastric blood
Life support attached, vital serum inflowing
Clinical condition critically retrograding
Arterial obstruction, cerebral

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

a part of it rather than apart from it.


*
Making the compromises,
Brave fronts, deceitful disguises. What did you know? What did you care?
What did

I Get Out

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

condition
Is the reason I must change
Your stinkin' resolution
Is no type of solution
Preventin' me from freedom
Maintainin' your pollution
I won't support

Support because most really don't
Have any type of
Ideology that is anywhere near
As efficient as
Mine i know that all Democrats are weaklings
And most

really helps me feel accepted

Under a lot of pressure so I'll even it
Full metal jacket supports my actions on the receiving end 
Moving in better

how an artist can get tainted, frustrated
They don't care if your mental is on the brink of somethin' dark
As long as your cuttin' somebody's pay slip

think they care honest
I don't dare to post of this
Do you hear me God?, I'm Calling
Men are born victims
To this corrupt system
How can you tell me this

and gifted and I care to dare
They dream big but their work rate's minimal
My brother's keeper, I got love, it's in my principles
Everybody's got ideas

Who Are the Pimps?

Boogie Down Productions

Sex and Violence

1992

your check and take a tenth
Don't wanna hear no lip, about support of family
Cause on a piece of paper that's a fantasy
They don't care if you're in

The system is the babies daddy
Taxpayers like me support you
This is why Democrats control you
You don’t care you just get the money
You are smiling and you

care what race, gender, Or sexual identification you are
Because I know on Some level you are a fractal of me 
And we are all a part of the same thing

of each other's support system
So yeah, we're okay with you having left home forever

You got a new partner, new house too, all so quickly but know that we

like a stuck cd,
Who can find it as their purpose,
To support mums tortured in this system so torturous, 
Who can Find their way to support,
Instead

old man
The thing is, though, I really do care
I care about the justice system being seriously flawed
I read The New Jim Crow when it came out
I read

It seems so hard to say I love you 
it seems so hard to say I care 
where does the love go,
where does the love go?
the system doesn't support

Thank you to my family
For all the support that you provide
In this life long journey
Like a roller coaster ride
But I can't forget my friends
Who

stupids vent via ignorance 
Most of you never served or ever really voted 
Stayed home, couch potatoes, upset about the system 
I make rap songs with no

never served or ever really voted 
Stayed home, couch potatoes, upset about the system
I make rap songs with no motive, I'm just a poet,
I hope you didn't

prolly thinkin boy you trippin is you on one
I know you'll never ever tell me if  you got somebody on the side
I don't care I can be that body for

that, is the generator of energy
It is the engine of the body
I flush my system, regularly

Life is more important to me than being a slave
My health is

tribes with lies
Then leading us to demise.
No care of tears falling from eyes,
Ripping off wings so none us fly.

Slaved to a system
Where none of us