| Yeah
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| Oh gosh — oh gosh — oh gosh
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| Lookit
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| I know and understand what happened to cause
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| People to be so in the dark about the natural laws
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| (the laws)
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| And I guess the focal point’s attacking the cause
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| And understand that nothing blue under the sun at all
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| (naw)
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| Why even act if you’re only acting accordingly
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| And wouldn’t dare to challenge the power of that authority
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| Not everybody but I’ma say the majority
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| Are under mind control and won’t never notice 'cause morally
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| They numb enough to take you out just the same
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| You can master the non-aggression once you balance your brain
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| If you agree to play the game you have no right to complain
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| Love is the law to all of ya’ll and I’m just doing my thing
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| Why even picket cause you failed to engage
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| When you don’t even realize they got your head in a cage
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| The rats race and headed straight to the maze
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| And you don’t get the message even though they stress it on stage
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| Ain’t nothing illin', til you say real words
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| Get re-acquainted with the brakes
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| 'cuz it may build nerve
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| And a slave will serve
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| And a slave. |
| Will. |
| Serve
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| And a slave, and a slave
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| Really hurts me to say
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| It taught you how to behave
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| You’ve got one foot in the grave
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| You’ve gotta know you’re a slave
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| You a-
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| You a-
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| Now think about if everything was to flip up
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| You taxing everybody they don’t know it’s a stick up
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| The politicians probably just forgetting they tip sucked
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| Whoever makes the cut is next in line for the nip-tuck
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| The freedom fighters crumbling when it gets rough
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| Retreating is a form of weakness we can see shit stuck
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| Its sick to think about how much the frequency missed us
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| Manipulated media keeps leaving us mixed up (fuck)
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| And now its time I harness all of my skill
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| And exercise the right to act when love is under my will
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| Internalize the vigilance and never stop it until
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| The crooked people put in power know this isn’t a drill
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| For real
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| Why even picket it 'cause you fail to engage
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| When you don’t even realize they got your head in a cage
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| The rats racing headed straight to the maze
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| And you don’t get the message even though they stress it on stage
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| Ain’t nothing iller 'til you say real words
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| Get re-acquainted with the brakes 'cause it may build nerve
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| And a slave will serve
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| And a slave. |
| Will. |
| Serve
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| And a slave, and a slave
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| Really hurts me to say
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| It taught you how to behave
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| You’ve got one foot in the grave
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| You’ve gotta know you’re a slave
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| You a-
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| You a- |