| Cameras at the stoplight cameras in my MacBook
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| Catch us when we not right don’t miss it just stop look
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| How long do you think it take for me to break through to you fucking bastards
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| Till you realize who’s in control they are the puppet masters
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| In a place where we are free
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| Quotations on the free
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| They be having us believe
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| That we don’t cause them to heed
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| Where we go and who we see
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| Who we screw and where we be
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| But they track all of our needs what type we bleed it’s a disease I
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| Walk with
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| A twitch and I’m overly sick but they brought me to this I’m
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| Paranoid
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| Got me a pit just to walk to the bridge get me off of this shit it’s
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| A master ploy
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| They just call me manic causing static can it that’s the noise
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| They will watch you sleep they got cams up on the mother fucking asteroids
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| Webcam with a so called model
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| Boot it up and get your social in
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| Barcodes on all my bottles
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| Keep tracking me and all my friends
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| Sending me into a aftershock so pad the box
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| With master locks
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| And trash it while I stash the plot
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| I hear the robins scan the block
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| That ain’t just ghetto speak the eyes are wide around the planet
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| Cloak and dammit different language multi angle vantage
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| How long do you think it take for me to break through to you fucking bastards
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| Till you realize who’s in control they are the puppet masters
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| There they go there they go
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| In the dark they roll in shadows
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| There they go there they go
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| They’ll take your bows and arrows
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| There they go there they go
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| They eyes up on the sparrow
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| But I know they’ll make u think
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| Ya mind is playing tricks on ya
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| Ya mind is playing tricks on ya
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| It’s Playing tricks
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| How long do you think it take for me to break through to you fucking bastards
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| Till you realize who’s in control they are the puppet masters
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| I speak only in morse code i whisper till the doors closed
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| Watching for the pork show and they maybe bugging your clothes
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| So for sure go to war when the floor holds torsos
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| Bodies on the ground from the politicking now
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| What u want some mercy
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| Be ready for the jump when they better with the pump and they want to hurt me
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| I been severing up from every etiquette of not even medical love cuz you can
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| never even trust
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| Those men up in the club who pretend to protect you gon end up Xerses
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| LED’s see these alarms are silent
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| But some things stilll remain their sole response is violent
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| I’m digging for the clues the mayday music does the mining
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| We speak conspiracies and spiritually unearth the diamond
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| For the ones in the dark who are scared to be seen by the drones they pilot
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| And the ones who refuse to open up their eyelids
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| How long do you think it take for me to break through to you fucking bastards
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| Till you realize who’s in control they are the puppet masters
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| There they go there they go
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| In the dark they roll in shadows
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| There they go there they go
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| They’ll take your bows and arrows
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| There they go there they go
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| They eyes up on the sparrow
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| But I know they’ll make u think
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| Ya mind is playing tricks on ya
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| Ya mind is playing tricks on ya
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| It’s Playing tricks
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| How long do you think it take for me to break through to you fucking bastards
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| Till you realize who’s in control they are the puppet masters
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| Am I insane am i losing all my sense and everything from which i came
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| Did i see that shadow move or was it all up in my brain
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| They say I need their meds to check my head because I’m strange
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| I swear i seen those puppets what the fuck this ain’t a game |