Live.
Young Mvchetes
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Get them shots recorded, so the victim gets applauded Even if it's all post-mortem, at least we'll know that you supported All the activism causes and the candlelit memorials With the link that you reported to your hundred Facebook follows, noted It means a lot when your face is caked with blood I'm sure it means a lot when your city's caked in mud And rubble from the drones that we sent out as a gift So the citizens in Syria know who they're fucking with But Paris hogs attention because they shared it on the news So we all get a filter so that we can show we, too Stand against the act of terror, if only at our convenience While the Natives in our country fight for land without achievement But we never pay no mind 'cause it don't fit into our daily Routine of work and imbibe-ment so we can stop the feeling Of monotony and self-hatred we've brought by complacency By living through our cameras and recording what we choose to see LIVE-can anybody hear me? LIVE-can we get a little closer, please? LIVE-and don't you turn your cameras off 'Till the bodies stop dropping, we will never stop shooting it LIVE-is anybody listening? LIVE-can we get a little closer, please? LIVE-so don't you turn your cameras off 'Till the bodies stop dropping, we will never stop shooting it LIVE Keep them off the sidewalks 'till you shoot them in the street So the blood that leaks back out them doesn't stain the paved concrete Where your children keep on drawing little daisies and peace lilies 'Till they're old enough to question all your precious little theories Like the Muslim bringing bombs (though they're brought back in response) Like the leftists screaming trigger (though you stifle all their qualms) Like my homies screaming, "Momma!" when they know their lives don't matter As you point your favorite barrel 'till the rest of them all gather As they mourn their sacred brother with the candles burnt last night When the same thing almost happened, 'till they saw the dude was white And they like to quote statistics-well, I'll give you one of mine If you'll count out all the relatives you've tattooed on your spine 'Cause my shoulder's out of room from all the bodies that they've dropped And my body would be filled up if I counted who they've stopped And the children I see drawing are just scrawling chalk outlines For the group you choose to persecute once we all choose to die WHAT? LIVE-can anybody hear me? LIVE-can we get a little closer, please? LIVE-and don't you turn your cameras off 'Till the bodies stop dropping, we will never stop shooting it LIVE-is anybody listening? LIVE-can we get a little closer, please? LIVE-so don't you turn your cameras off 'Till the bodies stop dropping, we will never stop shooting it LIVE
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