Lyrics:
game you play with your life
A mussi murda yuh waan mi charge for
CHO
Mi naah call no 119
Mi love yuh but if yuh ever dis the program one more time
Yuh
Lessen programs promoting contraception,
if it means protection in the next election.
Religious groups will keep sending those checks in,
so we can
THE PROGRAM
IT'S WAY TOO COMPLEX I EVEN PRAYED WITH DMX
WHO GOT THE SPECS ON SEX???
THERE IS A PLAN
GOD DID DESIGN
TO MAKE YOU SHINE
IT IS DIVINE
GET WITH
a vanishing dream
Between the ports of sorrow
And the gates of hell
Am I alone in here?
Inside its program:
Suffocate the last ones
Who look at the stars
I try
teach him how to get 'em
I got rhythm, I got spirit, I got wisdom
Got kingdom, went last minute another victim
Fear no man, get with the program
the vermin
Those who speak not the good word
Media lords will determinate
All that is fit to be heard
Now we return to our program
Already in progress you see
Superficial, shallow, trendy, and without SUBSTANCE
I can see through your disguise try without SUCCESS
To perpetrate an image,
You're done before
labels showing interest
Can you smell that lemon zest?
If you see me with an empress
You better check out the bum and breast
Yeah, let's go home and rest
Dwelling Where I Choose
These Walls Are See-through
There's Mass Hypnosis Dreams Drama And Tear
Neuro-linguistic Programs Are Spewed Out To Save
it to the max nobody saying lets not
all my people with the program and they saying PRESS GAS
free like a bird, stingy like a wasp
buzzing like a bee
And let your boy enjoy this while you keep on tryna spoil this
I need peace, no noises, I need peace, no noises
See in this life we got choices and I
on the floor
Winter passes while he's away
The doctors and nurses have nothing to say
Take back my soul now
All I see is red
When I'm lost I'm found
Back
require surgery, re-wire the circuitry
In the event of an actual emergency
We'll interrupt your program to keep you informed
The forecast calls for severe
cool no
Don't try to get me wrong
Just for kickin' another lyric
Over 28 metal songs
You see I got the best damn job
In whole damn world
Props go
A nation of millions
Of lost little sheep
The mass effects so many
Who believe all they see
The media's children
The people of sleep
Taught to rest
in something
I'm swimming beneath the continents swirling through the air
Can't see the bones beneath my skin but I knew that they're there
I believe
start snuffing vatos on the spot
See these vatos going around town
Talking about Conejo ain't worthy of holding a microphone
Ah, you fucked up perro
to wrap
I plan to drop pounds
I came to explain hip-hop sounds
Simple and plain (simple and plain)
If you're not down, yo man
Get down with the program
Red eyes break the silence of night skies
Our alarm clocks make the sun rise
Espresso controls the tides
Programs and numbers keep everything
species, where is my soul
or am I dead as a rock
Is this my spirit or just a program
written on memory blocks
What is my aim
I am what can't be
I lock myself in my room before my TV set
Looking for a good program but I haven't found one yet
I put an old record on my mom's Dansette
Since I
It's a loffer, poffer ding dong, bigger than King Kongs,
Without a doubt, that ain't nothing to discuss about
When I see you, my friend you take it
my homies
And rolling my weed right next to the police
Nothing but love for all my homeboys hustling drugs
Up in your program fucking it up
I'm
gun
In two years time you would be in and out you would see
The world and you'd raise the funds to get grades
All of a sudden there came a war
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