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prokaryotes 
Early plants and multicells
Generations of mutations 
Ultimately human nations

Who knows how it came to pass?
Guess it just happened by chance

dehumanize
Watch us wash away

Say your prayers for the new generation
Grieve for those who have to fold to the times
Shine your light upon the degeneration

soldiers of death
Followed by an army of immortals
They were few in number
But the look in their eyes told
All who beheld them that
They would leave this

Cut us loose... broke them chains like it wasn't a thang
Different nations of slaves all freed by the same king
Different generations of sinners who

to bathe in the scores
Of what was gained by those before
Welcome stranger to this world
Where families fight and lovers quarrel
Peace through fire, calm

they wanna pay me and
Eighty-some-thousand people come see me
Play at a stadium raising a generation
Disgracing the name's who faking 'cause
Shit's gotta

of time left
I see a caged bird singing sweet songs of freedom
I feed 'em with words till they get a taste of feeling
Yes, this is a metaphor for those who

To overcome the horrors of war
We stand together, side by side
Our spirits never shattered or torn

For the sake of those who came before
And for

To overcome the horrors of war
We stand together, side by side
Our spirits never shattered or torn

For the sake of those who came before
And for

the step right now
Far away from the family, like two thousand by Grier
505 in the nigh'
Back at home they told me to
Ay
That when you're playing with life

a little story
That happened to me and my cousin
Raffi Mizrahi
Well there was some
Incest in the family
About 4 generations ago
The genetica got a little

illusions in our reality, the majority are delusional
Even those who see what's going on come off as paranoid or crazy, farfetched and far off
Most thoughts

March 14

Drake

Scorpion

2018

truth now
Fairy tales are saved for the bedtime stories I tell you now
I don't want you worry about whose house you live at
Or who loves you more,

top, of a world we call home

Soon enough it becomes painfully clear 
That not everyone has our best interests at heart
There are those among us who will

The air is poisoned
Souls corrupted
A generation controlled by the minds of hate
We are dying By the hand of our leaders
The devil himself would not

fathom
Generations stand in awe of your mighty works
And of your mighty acts
They speak of the awesome splendour of
Of your majesty, of your majesty

We

trademarked by misery courtesy of my bloodline
Routine family fiascoes walls curtain a sons cry

Insomnia induced by screaming matches between my mother

about me
Do flowers still make you smile?
Does your father still make you cry?
Wish I could've said
Happy twenty first
I'm sorry for who I was
A thousand

Never mind the media hype
2014 and we're still alive
Generation to generation
Fed by the same old lies

Since thousand years you're waiting for

feared
Something that we probably got in common
When I was younger I would pray to God but not as often
As I do now
For those who brave enough to speak

majestic provinces
By ferry, roads and bridge 
We built the rails, mills and the wharves and hometowns where we live
Who cut the timber and fished the sea,

Who's Gonna Drop That Bomb?

Ron Hawkins

Crackstatic

and a little fertilizer
A clockwork heart, torn apart, and a mess of chicken-wire

Who's gonna drop that bomb?
Who's gonna find a way?
To tell you all those

Breathe deep and it'll be fine
A motivation spit by the mouth 
Of a hypocrite 
Doesn't work when your children cry
Desperate, begging for the last

and somewhat foolish
Triggered by the summer, who gon get wet if he pools it
A 30 clip his new edition, now he needs to cool it?
I aint cool with systems down