time ta go Off To Impact metaphors Saw U In Half
like whiskey Soft Dudes Bring Jack yur mad cuz I Got Thru Intact
now a days modern Warfare ripping us up like More Tears
breathless trying to Score Air greedy fucks wanna Hoard Theirs
but this money Means Nothing propaganda has Teens Jumping
over ledges that Dream Sunk In patronize those who've Seen Something
probably been Sentanced so tha rest stay Relentless
or u'll steal our Defenses especially Demented
there's only Peace In My Eyes watching tha Seasons Fly By
whats with this Beefin I Spy even tha Decent Guys Lie
Americans aren't Fascist u try to herd tha Masses
chips in tha skin to Track With u better hope tha Track Skips
why's civil rights Clapped Quick come for me and it's Snap Click
loss of liberty is Tragic it's time to end this Madness
depopulation Tactics it's all in tha same Package
illuminati Plastic shall be buried in Caskets
were tha ones Those Haters Fear cuz my Flow Stays Revereed
thats right there's No Fakers Here bow down and Obey Yur Peers
led along like Mindless Sheep our leaders spend Time With Greed
just to keep tha Blind Busy they can't make these Rhymes Diss Me
I'm so Precalculated that I Eval Thru Basics
we'll See How U Make This that rain He's Down To Face It
even as a Collision when life changes Ta Fiction
truth exposes Tha Hidden same scenes other Depicitons
u can have yur Opinion it won't Damage My Noggin
I'll Banish Guys Talking in a Planet Wide Auction
everyone saw u Got Owned so turn around and Walk Home
I got fists I don't Pop Chrome enjoy that shattered Jaw Bone
when u mumble a Call Out tell me where's those big Balls Now
it's like I thought yur All Mouth just another Used Up Fraud
all yur homey's Blew Ya Off their sorry u Knew Tha Block
cowardly ways Proove Alot I'll provide tha Cous De Gras
they want me to spit Rap Slow globalist minds gone Wacko
in our plain sight were Hassled aint got tha meat n Tackle
balls to beef with a Jackal rain has tha insane Mad Flow
won't be branded like Cattle I'm going into Battle
but I don't let tha Gat Go were pulled in by their Black Hole
right here will be tha Last Soul no compliance I Have Hope
it will end on a Bad Note that world order ya Dad Chose
keep thinking with yur Flat Skull of satans grasp u Act Froze
deceptions bring those Facts Cold tha truth's wrapped in a Lasso
u wish to make yur Cash Grow they want us dead in Bags Closed
really there's no Resolution but another Revolution
wake up there is a Rebel Movement end what tha Devils Doing
or face yur Execution myself I'm Set Ta Lose him
see thru tha Threats Ilusion refuse to Stress Tha Nuisance
my piece of Metals Shooting at tha Skies Chemical Haze
fear tha Silence Little Fakes yur like two Identical Strays
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