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men
Conquering them all in the end

We make the rules and
We use the tools and
We aren't the fools and
We won't be schooled and
We aren't satisfied by

men
Conquering them all in the end

We make the rules and
We use the tools and
We aren't the fools and
We won't be schooled and
We aren't satisfied by

man[00:21.92]Gettin' this bread like I roll the dough, man[00:23.74]I rock a jitt like my sneakers, them old Vans[00:25.61]I keep a tool I'm handy like

the freeway just having a cruise
Hit you and ran who are you gonna sue
I'll blast at you dude you are just a fool
Aye bruh
Hand me my tool
Me and this dude we

fooled by the dollar
Money was made to control
That paper can cause you to slaughter
Got my first play I was like hallelujah
Just me and Yahweh I don't

the metaphorical roadblocks
(Yeah)
And once I'm old and ready to die (die)
Once my life has passed me by (by)
I'll tell the young kids about all my regrets
How I let

constructively and productively
What I mean by this is essentially just
Using it as a tool to help you build a passion
To build that passion you need to have

she think that imma fool
I was chillin in the hot tub
Rocking bottles by the pool
Smoking lil ganja with liquor chocolate colored booze
I've been moving

playin' by the same rules
You know this shit get hot, but in my head, I gotta play it cool
My grandad was a handyman, he taught me how to play with all

bout money way too often
Ain't tryna go back to the bottom so I gotta move with precaution
If you see me by my lonely guarantee that tool in my pocket

to pack up his tools
Guitar Man grabs his Gibson
And puts on his cool jazz shoes
 
He's the traffic light guy by day
And Guitar Man by night
In the light,

Only a Pawn in Their Game

Bob Dylan

The Times They Are A-Changin'

1964

all like a tool
He's taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he

bring my ancestors with me
Whether ancestor by blood or bibliography
I ain't no senator's son
More like the sun setting on the old world we gotta leave
I

Cipher your way to the truth
Center the light inside your bone
Seek out the god that lurks in you
Contaminated tool, taken too soon
Blinded by crosses with

""Through arcane ages A self destructive pattern War mongers and celestine fools A plot wrought by tools  Control mass delirium manipulating

Infected by invalid behavior
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world savior
Give praise and inhale

Infected by invalid behavior
While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
Confess to slavery for the world savior
Give praise and inhale

Paradise/The Spell

Uriah Heep

A Time of Revelation

1996

heart
Bringing you to tears, filling you with fears
For your mind and for your soul.

I touch you softly now,
Born on by hope until the end, somehow.

3 A.M.

Timbaland

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102

2006

ha)
I'm on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican (damn)
Sophomore year, but I spit it like a veteran (yup)
Gangsta, gangsta, you can tell by

Dispear

Nas

Distant Relatives

2010

the other one lacks it
Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters
Who are the masters? They are the gangsters, they are the bankers

a firm grip to own the slave ship
The guns a basic tool of control they keep by they waste kid
Wait for the right moment to grab and take it
With a weapon

I swear I'm tryna change 
I lost BNO I lost my Grandma shit just ain't been the same 
I did it by myself, got not help it's on my own
I did it by

The lyrics gonna bind you as they smash you with a tool

Striving for a distant future
Navigated by computers
Guns on standby all sharp shooters
Time to blast

My nature
Freaks flocking by my side when I pop out at night
Party favors
Double shot poured in my cup got me feeling right

Popping out for