Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run The Machine , by - B. Dolan. Song from the album Kill the Wolf, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.07.2015
Record label: Speech Development
Song language: English
Run The Machine |
| I feel like i should be telling you that i’m getting paid to say this |
| And poison is the rock upon which I lay my foundation |
| The pyramids we build next to mills that lay vacant |
| With dead bodies all up in the basement |
| Ghost town settlement working the graveshift trying to set death traps |
| Stacking up like paint chips wanna know white trash |
| Get abducted in space ships |
| Women getting fuccked in the ass and waking up crazy |
| Come to look at it the wages they pay me |
| Get up before the morning dawn the sun chase me |
| And plus we are the subject of experimentation |
| All in halling balls to hell and with us they aching |
| Who got them teeth in you who got them teeth in you |
| You don’t look so good what’s eating you |
| Who got them teeth in you who got them teeth in you |
| Man You don’t look so good |
| Who got them teeth in you who got them teeth in you |
| You don’t look so good what’s eating you |
| Who got them teeth in you who got them teeth in you |
| Man You don’t look so good |
| I crush my balls into a powder sniff it rub it into my gums |
| Double up the dosage money started talking tongues |
| Who gave them permission papa so we are the scums |
| What you sacrifice to keep your body out the weather |
| Kill that noise and shed that tear it gets warmer every year |
| The world will strip you naked and then kill you for the skin you wear |
| Look around ain’t there no one there paranoid and gripped by fear |
| Getting tired getting anxious man you alright what’s the deal |
| Still got time to kill gotta ask the grind got a full plate |
| Not a half one got let off of you with the mood of aggression |
| Think i’m a victim of viewers discretion Usual place at news at eleven |
| Screw those celebrities threw away the seconds |
| You ain’t going crazy just feeding them babies the usual |
| You 9−5 six to three graded meat they ain’t fit to eat |
| Four to eight six to ten been walk through hell and through it again |
| Tell them mark you tell them job shit |
| Look alive those cameras watch better walk soft to the break room |
| What’s your option something speeding cats bring |
| Everyday a couple people cross the line |
| A mean machine they feed fine so you gotta eat |
| You gonna need more drugs to the rescue |
| They watch me so i watch the screen |
| Close to the end of the road now at the end of the rope now |
| At the end of the rope now no hope for the slow down |
| Just pay what you owe to your your fellas now |
| Show down broke down brother |
| And if they catch you trying to breathe |
| Out in public if you lucky to keep shuffling their feet |
| Hoping that they can run the clock out |
| Before the clock’s out complete |
| Some of us are staring the rest of us are morally obese |
| I can play the card now i can shop at hopefuls |
| I can keep the lights on i can buy locals |
| I know you’ve got a lot invested stories you tell |
| But you never never mention to the quiet that you |
| You are preaching to hell |
| Hey supermarket mosia come pay a few of our bills |
| Come some sit for an hour come see most of our males |
| Can’t even move a shitty fliers |
| You distribute wealth i would offer you some of mine |
| But you see you full of yourself |