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Okay My Mind On Money I'm Programmed To Get It,
From Dope Dealin, Pimpin To Hoe Bitches,
I'm From Tha Riches, We Livin Tha Life Complete Every
Single

beaters, racists, convicted rapist, black death by minutes
Out of country, you see freedom, or maybe dreams that have no limit
The stigmas always different,

death and radioactive decay

The caps on our DNA eventually will rot away
No cells are sparred broken strands go unrepaired
Chromosome ravage from

got no job
Ain't got no money, no place to stay
Ain't got no

Programmed inequity
It's in the nervous system
Listen, watch the words, how they twist 'em

pro-jects
I get a good sleep when my soul at rest
CA but I represent the whole West
Coast to the death, fuck you expect?
It's the F

"That so you don't have

AS IT LACERATES ITSELF
MORPHING INTO A SINGULAR CELL, TO DEVIATE INITIATES ONES DEATH
ENGENDERING A FATE OF NEVER-ENDING HATE
A MAELSTROM OF LARVAE

envelops like sleeper cells
Push bamboo shoots under fingernails

I got a style with no twin
Your flow makes those who know cringe 
White boy, no awkward

still excel
Dying because of our black skin, that’s necrosis
Niggas programmed to die inside a cell that’s, apoptosis
Talking so much shit ya breath

From the basic cells of the flesh, the organic shadows will finally connect 
The slow death of an artificial knowledge known to feed and procreate

gonna want it,
Won't find satisfaction 
No more robot lovers, 
Programmed to perfection, 
I'm not gonna want it,
Won't find satisfaction

If your cell

da da da da

Programmed from conception to be this strange mix
Of so many generations through survival, death, and sex Gigabytes and microchips of skin

of the Devil's
Fall itself
Stripping the flesh off fear in a warcall aimed directly within Hell

Encapsulated in life of the invisible prison cells or
Detaching

Everyone’s wearing a mask while they drive
With the pedal to the metal going 25
Staying safe from corona
It don’t know ya
When you’re brain cells are super

own prison cell
And everything I learned
I had to teach it myself
A dark one amongst the demon's dwelled
And only time could tell
Before the chains no

are out for meat
The future looks so bleak
Break the cycle
Or be doomed to repeat
Break the cycle
Or be doomed to repeat
--
Why are my cells programmed

Heaven is watching a life slip into the abyss of death
Hell is hearing the tormented souls cry for revenge

I am programmed to take your life
Yield your

Programmed to die
In an ai death machine
It's alright it's ok
It's just another new normal
Kick back let the future save you
Kick back let the future

Life or death 
Until theres no one fucking left 
A weight that never leaves your chest 
A world without a chance to rest 

Programmed into misery

living in a bubble
Programmed oh man we're in trouble
Drop the ego and be humble
Time to wake up or we'll crumble
They want us all living in a bubble

living is dangerous
Get locked up and get whacked in your cell
We ain't making in to heaven
We already in hell
Uh
Fuck
Fight back
Trial by jury, it's

Passive Resistance

Graham Parker

The Real Macaw

1983

They're out there now in their padded cells and armchairs
Am d g
Waiting for the nervous twitch that signals fear
See f am see f am g
Hooked up

what you wanna do?
The narrator RBX, cell block two

Rage, lyrical murderer
Stranded on Death Row
And now I'm servin' a lifetime sentence
There'll

what you wanna do?
The narrator RBX, cell block two

Rage, lyrical murderer
Stranded on Death Row
And now I'm servin' a lifetime sentence
There'll

follow, follow, follow

What do you think freedom is? What do you dream a better world is?

You you you and me me me
Have been programmed to, close our eyes