Lyrics:
You are nothing in their eyes
You have been demoralized
The system is against you
Creating manufactured hope
I can not depend on promises
I can not
anything real
Inside her
Manufactured Dream
Ain’t Nothing obscene
Manufactured Dream
Inside her screen
Man with his tiny pride
His get rich-quick, his
they're clueless audience
Take your misbeliefs
And your sugar-coated words
Making others trust in these
Manufactured fantasies
Why don't you just go down
It’s a shame when everyone’s to blame
For manufactured kings
We manufactured kings
We the modern slaves
Just another song
We’ve heard it all along, here
militia
Be it a crown of flower, fruit, or barb thorns
I've mastered the art of spreading those taking issue
Manufactured consent
Hegemonic control
Make
manufactured
Yo Life manufactured
Yo Life manufactured
All I see is Rappers in the Rapture
All I see is Actors see no Rappers
This is a new chapter
Feelin like
you, you pretend to feel
Passion is no ordinary word
Passion is no ordinary word
Passion is no ordinary word
Ain't manufactured or just another
you, you pretend to feel
Passion is no ordinary word
Passion is no ordinary word
Passion is no ordinary word
Ain't manufactured or just another
Tell me that you like my style
Lie to me for manufactured smile
Built in a factory deep inside my brain
Specialized in building features that will
get my sleep
Know what it's like being goated in a game full of manufactured sheep
Do you know what it's like trynna make it but your own people don't
You get away with your manufactured fame
And I have to fight my way up to your level
You have everything I could've asked for
And you got there by
take
My fucking gun
And put it
To my temple
Which way is Big Brother coming from?
I don't want to be
Manufactured
Which way is Big Brother coming from?
device it's a radio transmitter
Your mobile is device it's a radio receiver
It's designed and it's manufactured to exceed your limits
It's designed
It felt so good, manufactured chills
As much as I could
It felt so wrong, manufactured tears
When repentance comes
Live on twisted emotions
Repeating
Unknown
A path leading home
Guide them
Don't let them stray
Be the great coming of day
Manufactured poverty and artificial scarcity
Manufactured poverty
their own
Heart and soul manufactured
For their own
Another giant step for mankind
Altering with human wombs
Setting their own samples
Of who they want
Hey, hey, we are the Monkees
You know we love to please
A manufactured image
With no philosophies
We hope you like our story
Although there
Well?
Are you kidding? ha ha!
Hey, now, wait a minute!
Hey, hey, we are the Monkees
You know we love to please
A manufactured image
With no
screams
Not anesthetized
During harvesting
Of mass produced
Mortality
From a laboratory
That hell conceived
Manufactured corpses burn
Cremation pollutes
with your empathy
You gave up your humanity
Just trying to trip someone's fuse
Just searching for any excuse
To bare your manufactured courage
Against
an unsure smile
Upon your shadowed face
You got a paper heart
You got a paper heart
You got a paper heart
But it's still keeping time
We manufactured love
Money, we're all slaves, we're all drones
Just a production of society
Gone wrong, got greed
Manufactured steadily, readily
We build up, we expand
the judges like referees
Cheating fa the home team
You Sell crack and use codeine?
Well I’m a let you know something
If manufactured or possessed
It’s
of love
Don't need your appreciation
Exist minus what you fake about
Super pro black not manufactured
Dope without the drug raps
Anti gun reference
Only
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