The District (feat. Isreal)
Livid Dreamer
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Listen up now we enter The District With a chainsaw road flare biscuit All the while tryna get off biz quick Blood suckin' ticks and leeches They come from certain beaches From distant lands that you never heard From a time zone Where you never verb They packin' pickled peppers All sheep who lost their Shepard Lion's Den What you had for breakfast What you had for breakfast No pork just beans With a sliver of this tuna Mixed with algae from the sea Its a little bit rotten But what else is there to eat What about them dead bodies They been lying there for weeks What about them dead bodies Can an intelligent nigga eat The District protects The District destroys The District provides The District lives Can you feel it? The District is within You Your heart Waking up again in a different body Thought we made it out But we're in the lobby Unwelcome to life back at The District Where we are fighting a war That is utterly senseless They enslaved us here And guiding our senses Told us pledge allegiance Kill in their interest Pay us heaps of money To accomplish the missions So we forgot how to love Guess it was too expensive (Heaps of money to accomplish the missions So we forgot how to love Guess it was too expensive) But it pays to hate So we turn to snakes And we lie in wait For our friendly mistakes We jump out of the grass Now its ours to take Goodness sake We're all partly fake And we're taught this way But we're still to blame See the cycle but we don't refrain Don't campaign As long as we're getting paid Then we don't complain Now that a shame We're looking at the world But ignore its pain Somehow I never noticed That we're all the same Pure Godly spirits With a tainted brain Trapped in the Hell Of this 3-D plane Constructed by leeches That have something to gain From dragging human souls Through the poisonous rain Harnessing the negativity and disdain We got played ENOUGH So I'm quitting this game And I won't be coming back To this District, again Waking up again Just another zombie Early morning feast Eat another body Only one per day But you crave the taste Now you just can't stop Got another hobby Walkin' on down by the seashore Refuse to give till I see more What's that pokin' out the seafloor An American flag-Republican ad Father in plaid-Mother in tow Carriage is soaked-Solider is choked Damn Then he hit the button on the C4 (Click) Just another day in The District Where the rich stay rich Where the poor stay poor But the poor stay dead Cuz the food they fed And that food is Knowledge But they tank of E Your brain level on Z Brain level not me Your brain level TV Basic, internet connection The District loves Sheep For their natural selection
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Written by: Brandon Jacobs, Jyrimi Hopkins
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