Lyrics:
salary stacks be running blocks as a factory
Structure capture the raw product I manufacture, fracture critic chatter
Nigga catcher as I blast a cop
could use one less man
Not enough air, not enough car factories to manufacture new vehicles sedans and vans
When they do make the whip you like ya chips
enough car factories to manufacture new vehicles sedans and vans
When they do make the whip you like ya chips ain't right,
By the time you could afford
& desire the commodities
That make my owners rich and greedy
"go to war like pearl harbor"
= Go to war, demand the supply
Buy the weapons we manufacture
guns that crack your back
But that's not what I prefer, I manufacture crack
And niggas turn bitch when you show 'em the steel
But we know how to bid
guns that crack your back
But that's not what I prefer, I manufacture crack
And niggas turn bitch when you show 'em the steel
But we know how to bid
Benefactors turned actors, addictions triple captors
Experience manufactures just neurotic toxic society
It's like post-war, they're looking for the Communists
up the block
Just like the reggae artist now
They callin me Sizzla
Dillinger dominate killin and bombin it
Manufacture crack for the hood
Till it
of stealing
when they read between the lines
through the owners of this funfair
you won't find a ride you like
just get-a-job, get-a-job
manufacture
You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful, that day
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical, these days
You
of stealing
When they read between the lines
Through the owners of this funfair
You won't find a ride you like
Just get-a-job, get-a-job
Manufacture rubbish
at'cha
Check the rapture that I miggity manufacture
Body snatcher, here to throw the pitch again
Gotta switch again because we back up in this bitch again
the emphasis from art to money.
But I demand autonomy what else my friend.
I tell you what 's wrong to me the industry's ability to manufacture stars.
They
the emphasis from art to money.
But I demand autonomy what else my friend.
I tell you what 's wrong to me the industry's ability to manufacture stars.
They
I did wrong,
And hope and pray that our lord god will think I'm good.
Countries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother for something
innings
Industry survives, I'm glorifying the millions
The playlists and the streams, the album bundles and tees
But they cannot manufacture what resides
Manufacture rubbish
Although no one can afford it
You could make a profit
More than anyone deserves
So you find you're left with poison
So you dump it in
will settle down
Manufacture for the human race
The greatest story that was ever told in the lights of history
Was the grand designs of other men
of stealing
When they read between the lines
Through the owners of this funfair
You won't find a ride you like
Just get-a-job, get-a-job
Manufacture
You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful, that day
And love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical, these days
You
of The Damned
Shed no tear for mother earth
Our mother but not ever bereft
In this season's manufacture
How long do we have here or not
The Endless Summer
after
So you manufacture the ghetto blaster
But I'm out now, I'm older
Don't carry music on my shoulder
You think I'm a wild terrier
Now I can afford
dome
No indiviuality more clones on the production line
Manufacture and faximilated rhymes for the twelfth time
Thirteen's synonomous with
Why can’t you be real
You hide the way you feel
You can’t manufacture me
Cause I like it naturally
Why can’t you be true
Why can’t you be you
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