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People rise up
People wake up
People rise up
It's in their eyes
They're telling lies
They wear disguise
They're psychic spies
Wake up, (wake up, wake up,

Or somebody else who's famous
Don't even try to comprehend me
Babysat by the TV screen
Saturday morning has its own routine
I'm not alone when they're here with

trust anyone

They'll always get you

You'll lose

They're out to get you

Jealousy

And spies

They want my job

What's told aren't lies!

I left a trail

nieuws op de telly want die mannen die vertellen ons lies
En op ons hoofd staat een prijs kijken uit voor die drive by's
Als een youngin' zei ik alleen

Trapped mind that can’t be fixed this way immune and resistant
Brain dead facts and damn fake news trend on the tv screen
Wrong way false faith odd

What you want a trophy or a medal?
Sack that
Mellow vibes, catch a meance full of lies
Cash a meance, catch the vibes
Clash at manus, the message full

over the mat
He lies, but only when there's a reason
Mentions life by the tragedy, the comedy, the season
Poor at handling and managing income
Got enough

It’s purgatory; a dead end street
A turkey shoot; a lottery
It’s corporate cold; it’s like bad sex
It’s chicken feet by TV sets
It’s overkill; it’s

When the border needs strengthening
There he comes saving the day
By keeping out villainized victims
Mispronounced as secret spies of the long forgotten

the gutter)
Down with big brother, down with big brother
(big brother)

I turn away from the parked
Car cause there's cunts inside (inside)
TV lies, fuck

court and for what don't know why 
Cuz I'm low that the psychic can't even predict it 
Packs dangled over me is not Lipton 
Can't have a dog by me wimping

Once you drop the ball, I'll pick it up, I roll my weed , I spark it up, truth over lies, y'all
full of spies, don't understand why I compromise
All

camera footage
Too many lies, too many spies, too many eyes
I gotta say goodbye when I realize
That people all the same
(They really all the same)
We talk

come in late
Head full of lies and my heart full of hate
Say you my brother, you move like a cobra
Come round here with that shit, it'll pop off like

watching
Aye I spy weak mind
Fly high and  deny
Vive off of these lies
Addiction, Wi-Fi
Spitting those riddles and rhymes 
Cop you a bag at a time
It be your

you're done
Gone in the blink of an eye
The government sighs, now having to cover up more of its lies
It would advise, going inside, turn on the TV before

of my mind
Past the broken trees and the frozen leaves
To the cave of dying dreams and insomniac tendencies
Surrounded by other lost beings, with visions

Quori are my kind
Make sure there's no signs
Of malice
Or lies
I dig till I find
The truth
Cannot hide
From me when I spy
Bars! From the bard
Strutting

I spy with my little eye
A little guy that want to do big things
Years pass by, he grew up same happened to his dreams
Couple bros not a big team

!

Fuckin’ cock suckin’ mic,
Oh my fucking god man,
Shit fallin’ everywhere in the goddamn studio..

Hi, bitch, thanks for stopping by, bitch.
Glad

down every Sunday in church, hoaxed
Monetize your prophets, and prophesize a great demise
Word to the Jesuits and the Vatican spies, Holy book of lies

Nowhere to Hide

Foreign Legion

Kidnapper Van: Beats to Rock While Bike-Stealin'

2000

for your behavior - DirecTV is the ringer
Why else would intelligent people tune in to Jerry Springer?
It's all lies, from baseball, to apple pies,

be surprised by your findings

Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some