| Just a little seed, makes a big tree
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| Standing on its own, thriving all alone
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| Just a little seed, makes a big tree
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| Grows so high, gonna touch the sky
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| Just a little seed, makes a big tree
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| Spreads roots deep, branches far and wide
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| Masonic lockdown, in your hometown
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| Masonic lockdown, can you hear me now
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| From the top down, soul shock down
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| State shakedown, mass breakdown
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| Global orders, riding over borders
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| Get behind your doors for the new world order
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| Doctor Evil and his needle
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| Doctor Evil with a masterplan
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| A false vaccine, like a bad dream
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| They’ll plant a microchip, every woman, child and man
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| A plan to chip us all, to have complete control
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| The land, the sky, your soul
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| Peace like silence in the snow
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| Free to do exactly as your told
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| Obey, consume and die
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| And up to heaven for your pie up in the sky
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| Sleep walking, dreaming, you best believe your lying eyes
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| Geoengineering, making more than patterns in the skies
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| 5G radiation, beamed to Earth from space by satellites
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| The scientist and mediatrist
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| Trying to tell me 2 and 2 is 5
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| 'Scuse me while I mention the strategy of tension, mass mind manipulation
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| Psychological operation
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| The general population, hypnotised, right in front of your eyes
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| Drama and lies
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| Look into my eyes
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| Just a little seed, makes a big tree
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| Standing on its own, thriving all alone
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| Just a little seed, makes a big tree
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| Grows so high, gonna touch the sky
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| Just a little seed, makes a big tree
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| Spreads roots deep, branches far and wide
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| Masonic lockdown, in your hometown
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| Masonic lockdown, can you feel me now
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| Masonic lockdown, soul shock down
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| State shakedown, a mass breakdown
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| Put your muzzle on, get back in your basket
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| Get behind your doors cause living here is drastic
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| Doctor Evil and his needle
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| Doctor Evil with a masterplan
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| A false vaccine, like a bad dream
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| They’ll plant a microchip, every woman, child and man
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| A plan to chip us all, to have complete control
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| The land, the sky, your soul
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| Na, Na, Na, Na
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| Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
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| Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
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| Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
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| Na, Na, Na, Na
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| Na, Na, Na, Na, Na
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| «I mean we’re taking things that are, you know, genetically modified organisms
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| and were injecting them in little kids arms, we just shoot 'em right into the
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| vein.»
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| «But you don’t have a choice, people act like you have a choice» |