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They keep spying into our lives
Testing our limits, stealing our essence
For global POWER!
Cellular decomposition of society!

I can't escape these, cell

our minds
The end doesn't come
Right on time

We have no problem anymore
We become insane
The mess of society,
We have no problem anymore
We become

Watch a brother blend dope rhymes, with no help
There's no fessing or guessing while I'm expressing myself
It's crazy to see people be
What society

Express Yourself

N.W.A

Greatest Hits

1996

Watch a brother blend dope rhymes, with no help
There's no fessing or guessing while I'm expressing myself
It's crazy to see people be
What society

My mind is focused on a new path
Free from this tumor that consumed the humanity
Nobody died in a cross for me
I don´t need divine salvation
There´s

They sweep us away for money and peace
An eyesore, a tumor, a whore
Victim to society, dependent once more
If I'm a cancer, cut the tumor off
Cold was

lie, to go against
The grain makes lots of people cry

So walk up straight
Society doesn't foster when you
Lose your grace
There's always someone better

their owners

A silent war across the stretch of years
Society conforms to strings of puppeteers
A viral surge of words and bad ideas
The final purge

to frauds
When people say "I've seen it all and nothing shocks me"
When a society's report made her the scandal of New York
Then there was trouble for Madame

REVELATION – SOON TO ARRIVE
IF YOU DON’T RECOGNIZE IT – YOU WONT SURVIVE

MIGHT WANT TO FIND - YOUR INTRUDERS 
HOW TO FIGHT THEM – THEYRE LIKE TUMORS
MAKING

You stink, fucking shower, you smell like sulfur
Hearing about your problems is giving me a fucking tumor
Treat me like I'm the bad guy like Lex Luthor

Hell's Kitchen

Saafir

Hell's Kitchen

2002

"My line of work is considered by some to be a... 
A tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors, 
And there are others, that

not amused
I just hate every bitch that I've
Met in a month or two
You see, society's a fault, and, bitch
It's probably your fault
I hope you fucking

3 Time Felons

Westside Connection

Bow Down

1996

nigga, who you tellin?
Doug Lou Ellen that a fool sellin
Thirty-six ounces what that amounts is
A whole chicken finger licken is the rumor
Catch a tumor

(In which most unwholesome paths are set upon by our protagonists, the future Dr. Knox and young William Hare, to the chagrin of polite society

Blind

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

directive is to mostly play a part of utter psychosis 
Not prone to play stationary man hopeless 
Gene pool tumors get rocked without discretion 
Fashion

Unbridled greed their only goal
Cancerous greed the tumors grow
And now we reap the toxins sown
Soulless heartless war machine
Killing in ways oh so obscene

Yeah
Haaa
Bankshield (Magnom)
Swag Society
We in the building
Ma stacks right (Nigga envy me)
Ma Julz bright (Nigga envy me)
You's a sucker nigga

rumors
I swear they like
Little tumors it's cancerous to society
People claiming so real
But most the time they just lie to me constantly spitting these

maneuver
Had I realized a lil bit sooner
I could've killed this groomer
That was growing like a tumor
Cause what we thought was selling out?
They found

a relic
How u feed ya baby boy, dat poison n al them headaches 
I was in 6 grade wit migraines, cryin poppin esidrin 
-...doctors thought i had a tumor

been sleeping upside down underground
And now I'm ready to fuck you up
I've been fermenting on the fringe of society
I'm a lemonade thats hard

cerebral tumor

Feeding irrational greed

Many will give up, don’t play the illusion game

Group suicide isn’t the only option

Existential pattern precast

bazooka
Pull up yo my block
And bitch you better put your dukes up
Move up
Shootah
You suck
Bitch I'm reloading my magazine I'm bout to cause a tumor
I look