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makes me beg
You wanna get it

If I can achieve, then there's nothing to it
I'd like to believe that's true but not for me
It fails by design, your skills

a somber portrait, frolic in fields of the crows
Scavengers peck at the open sores (ONE BY ONE)
Collect the bounties of the blood war (SPEAR TO THE GUN)

by sodium vapor lights

But no one seems to realize
When no one gets involved
The same old problems are never solved
And only the architecture evolves

taking our souls
But i will resist
Taino warrior
And i will resist
Taken by ours
And i will resist
Forever taino warrior

What happened to our chiefs?
What

who you are
But you can start it's not too late

Impuros versos depuran con puro pure
By nature en mi casco (Go culture)
SO FINE SO FRESH
Love nature

Spurned by the gods and society tethered to the fringe
Dreams banal, ambition falls, no prosperity
Idle brains crave escape and seek psychedelics
I

A drone of wings
A hoard of eyes
The one beast we cannot contain
Soulless
Ravenous
Salivating for flesh

A small town perfectly fit to carry out

Here's to all the Judas Christs
My kingdom never come
None of us know who they are
While we blame the nameless one
To right-wing hate speech

jubilance

Such envy thrives in place of intercourse
Mind you, not a cog in the machine
But one who knows the role of discipline

They do not lie before

Where once we strived to be unique
Culture now worships the banal
School of hard knocks has now replaced
A trusting respect for the facts

The one who

Corrupted reality
Intoxicated by media
Culture can no longer
Create brilliant minds
The technology is turning them off
More damages than thoughts
I want

culture which i belong
Pehele sochta tha kya ye sochenge
Tabhi karta tha gaano mai sau changes
Abhi likhunga baate aisi ye rodenge
Aur aise gaane back

saw me
Going from my house, where things are left unstirred
I Ventured into the world wide dream
The mass hallucination before me
This culture

And here, she advises discretion
By spelling 'fucked' with numbers
And saying 'please' with seven 'e's
It's like reading felt tip

Or the self

on the net
Trying to cancel my growth, and short the check
Trying make me gain weight and look depressed
Wish to block the blessings I manifest
They cry over

Widespread work in factory mass production mastery
Fuck industrialization
Talk about agriculture
You’re colonizing vultures
Preying on Native American cultures

History's in the making, as it has been over time
Categorization of peoples, by design
Has left the masses teeming with fire in their eyes, they say

happens
When pain, becomes talent
My passions, driven by the beauty of madness
They can not understand me
I am not from this planet
I was dropped off in

you fingers in government coffers
The western world’s waving puppets
Driven by greed and profits
We’re electing thieves in office
For years all

all the oxygen
Slinging your smack to the congregation
Addicts on your knees Oh Baby obey me
You can't spell culture without the C-U-L-T
I don't want

Roots man
Natty dreadlocks
Some of demma Rasta
On the arrival

Strong bonds that unite
Are empowered by his presence
Surrender to the sound
Of unique

Come on soldiers I will take you
On the glory ride
You will like it, you will be always
Fighting side by side
To finish one's human story
You do not need

It used to be easy to get up and go
You could count on the daylight
Now you never know
There used to be seasons
You could count on snow by the end

but words would never hurt
I was wrong, Wokeness struck, they were both raised wrong
Students of White Guilt, afraid of Cancel Culture
Now the family