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Peak #5,356
Peak in subgenre #367
Author
Conspirator
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yes
Uploaded
November 13, 2004
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:53
Lyrics
Our situation is dire, I feel the world needs to get more higher to stop all these Religious damn wars, a puppet presidents desire, invade a couple countrys kick the feet up and retire, no sane person can admire you considering what has transpired, I don’t believe many people will. be trusting you, or claiming truth when we see you spit your scripted spew, in the mass media where you speak your views,on the news giving the people the clues they use , then just as soon as we think this presients caught America Votes and decides to give him another shot, to rot this country, clot the economic artery and plot another middle eastern war unjustly, its disgusting, how can a decieved people be so trusting don’t ask me, born in BC, it is the THC which saved this Mcee, from all the greed from all the lies, stop spraying chemtrails in our skies
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Ambushed again ambushed again another term with a Bush and friends. Come pushin in there pushin in, into the white house on a rigged election, spreadin sin stop spreadin sin, into the world that once you were born in. So drop the fakes and stop the tapes and watch as I pull of a great escape,
Im tired of being told Be this Be that Do this Do that, wear this wear that, We need a fuckin change hows that for a stat and Heres a new format of rap to snap your mind around, kidnap my soul fuck that it cant be found Im tired of being sold for this for that, we’ve been bush whacked, our minds hijacked but still intact till the end is here, but I fear, something that is unclear, foot on the gas but unable to steer look in the mirror, black cadillac is getting near., holy shit was that a gun, should I just duck or should I run, or should I pull out my RPG and let off a round just for fun. Now im done, corpse thrown in the grand canyon by the men in black as im yellin back, NEO NATION WILL not let up slack. On you punk ass whack establishmant bitches and all the snitches, rattin out un patriotic folk, another big bro tactical practical joke So ill toke on this green, on this scene, just to break this never ending routine of a dream., so rest your head, new world order is misled, and illuminati bloodlines imbred.
Who are voting for him, a dim moment while the future is grim, waiting for him to walk the plank, as he draws a blank, fuck this muther fucker give his kidney a shank at point blank range send him down into the shark cage, to rearange his arms and legs call it an exchange for the travesty you have exposed us all too, slay this cockless bitch, no need to argue, he doesn’t give a shit about you or me , the sea the trees, wasps of fleas, elbows knees, carrots peas, birds and bees, human race is nothin to these guys we are all cattle in there eyes, and that’s the reason for there fuckin demise.
But I am guilty of what some call sins, I call them moments and there all behind me In the past locked up forever unknown, as the time in my life where I lost the zone, picked up the stone launched it at goliath as he fell with a groan and a sigh of relief, for he didn’t loose his throne to a thief but rather to a new nation chief. No need to grieve, we’ve stopped the tyrant, we just gotta believe listen as I rant about shit you cant even conceive, you know these MCs Hella Dieseased.
