| Nah, I don’t bother with the Js Illuminati and blotblood
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| But I know TSA got me goin' the rock bud
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| Hollywood rules, the illusion is cruel
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| Bank awards planned and confusion is tooled
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| In fact, vampire swarms attack us
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| Grappled with vermin tracklers
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| Projecting two my worlds, battlefield two gallacta
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| They put the weapons at us and they bacaristic craps up
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| I said it’s big business when they bring the secret fraps up
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| Big voma, check the rated disease
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| Big acrogee amose in the fate of the G’s
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| Big Boyd in San Francisco still drill his four horsemen
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| Blockin' natural power, they rapin' nature for fortune
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| It’s unfortunate, since you read it the self
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| Credit is loan, shark is jealous, parents empty the shelf
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| Universal babysits, Jimmy? |
| raise the kids
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| And they wonder how we all got caught up in this craziness
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| We’re the people of the future
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| Seem to see the evil known
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| Secret systems, regulations
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| It’s a complete disaster, a glass ceiling and a greasy ladder
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| Hit the leader, strike the shepard and the people scatter
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| Daemons playn God, born again and born in sin
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| They’re more in danger when they see the clouds with haupf stars begin
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| Some say it’s fiction, some say Egyptian
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| Others pray with strangers and they somehow traded land and fortune for religion
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| Slavery ain’t a color, bodies for these private prisons
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| Military business boomin' cravin' on these politicians
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| Suffice the courtroom check, watch the prisons, watches in the AA
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| Interpretations, now the system got ya
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| The letters been bugged, call for the exterminators
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| Mic control has been home, doctors build the terminators
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| Watch out for the shills, traders cutting deals
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| The agents plannin', manipulating from the field
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| The public return to the old days, democrat, old slaves
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| Figure businesses boss it all and they don’t care who pays
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| We’re the people of the future
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| Seem to see the evil known
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| Secret systems, regulations |