The time is tickin, the seconds are non existent, melodic rhythms, to sooth your chronic sicknesses, put aside economic differences, this is not the genesis, maybe the revelation the television showing demonic images, i am an immigrant so the abercrombie citizens wanna bottle me into a hollow prison system are you listening, your mission is, is to know what your position is, i'll be gone in 60 seconds, for political sentences, bang, pulling the trigger pulling the
strings, is a ruling regime, a bully that fully understands what
your doing during your sleep, curiously, keeping an eye like security, are you hearing me, what there doing is weak, sauce, underneath god, there should'nt be any middlemen benefiting off of the innocent, men and women struggling trying to get em some medicine, making minimum to diddily squat, these messages i'm riddling cause i finna get popped,
bang this message might self destruct, so if it blow up in my face will you help me up,
i said bang they might come a**asinate me, then tell all of yall i was just exxagerating,
bang bang i hope that it finally hits ya, and after it does know that they'll be coming to get ya,
bang bang we're shooting out bullets of truth, bang bang we're shooting out bullets of truth,
meet the quota, secret folders, they cant let the people know the, evil motives, these controllas, speak in code and decompose there weaker foes, they keep the soldiers overseas, defeat opponents, freedoms over, exactly what katrina showed us all, the oldest and the boldest with gehones, gotta step up, to the coldest global holders, gotta show the man some pressure, go toe to toe, an overthrow, go and show em the aggressor, to the poets and professors, to the soldiers and the shepards, go and get your weapons holmes, this is just a stepping stone, picket signs and megaphones, the famous and lesser known, everybody get along, can't journey on this trek alone, all the things they telling wrong, i might make a second song cause the list is hella long, the history is etched in stone, step out of your comfort zone, we're just puppets pumpin chrome, wanting something no one owns, why they tap in to our phones, and put bugs inside our homes? wut is really goin on,
we have a gang of questions that havent been answered yet, why we slangin weapons to our terrorist threats, in the last election we aint know where are votes went, since the last depression we havent had this much debt, while the gas investors are only seeing success, since the past few seconds its been going up cents, we got the masses guessin wondering wuts next, yall have taxed our pentions now i have none left, some slept through out these days and now your upset, but its not too late long as its before the sunsets, first the darkness will appear and then comes death, they would love for this country to have one less, you might think im crazy but it makes much sense, all i'm asking you to do is go and tell one friend, i dont care if this message blows up at the end, as long as you you've heard this at the time that it was sent.
strings, is a ruling regime, a bully that fully understands what
your doing during your sleep, curiously, keeping an eye like security, are you hearing me, what there doing is weak, sauce, underneath god, there should'nt be any middlemen benefiting off of the innocent, men and women struggling trying to get em some medicine, making minimum to diddily squat, these messages i'm riddling cause i finna get popped,
bang this message might self destruct, so if it blow up in my face will you help me up,
i said bang they might come a**asinate me, then tell all of yall i was just exxagerating,
bang bang i hope that it finally hits ya, and after it does know that they'll be coming to get ya,
bang bang we're shooting out bullets of truth, bang bang we're shooting out bullets of truth,
meet the quota, secret folders, they cant let the people know the, evil motives, these controllas, speak in code and decompose there weaker foes, they keep the soldiers overseas, defeat opponents, freedoms over, exactly what katrina showed us all, the oldest and the boldest with gehones, gotta step up, to the coldest global holders, gotta show the man some pressure, go toe to toe, an overthrow, go and show em the aggressor, to the poets and professors, to the soldiers and the shepards, go and get your weapons holmes, this is just a stepping stone, picket signs and megaphones, the famous and lesser known, everybody get along, can't journey on this trek alone, all the things they telling wrong, i might make a second song cause the list is hella long, the history is etched in stone, step out of your comfort zone, we're just puppets pumpin chrome, wanting something no one owns, why they tap in to our phones, and put bugs inside our homes? wut is really goin on,
we have a gang of questions that havent been answered yet, why we slangin weapons to our terrorist threats, in the last election we aint know where are votes went, since the last depression we havent had this much debt, while the gas investors are only seeing success, since the past few seconds its been going up cents, we got the masses guessin wondering wuts next, yall have taxed our pentions now i have none left, some slept through out these days and now your upset, but its not too late long as its before the sunsets, first the darkness will appear and then comes death, they would love for this country to have one less, you might think im crazy but it makes much sense, all i'm asking you to do is go and tell one friend, i dont care if this message blows up at the end, as long as you you've heard this at the time that it was sent.