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America
Hijacked by white men who hate
Men who only demonstrate how to
Rock the toxic shock of
Political strychnine
In a genocide of the collective

America
Hijacked by white men who hate
Men who only demonstrate how to
Rock the toxic shock of
Political strychnine
In a genocide of the collective

of the wise and they can't see  
you make me want to grab you by the wind pipe and squeeze until you can't breathe until you can't scream
considered less then

I've seen weak dogs running up
For a fucking piece of fallen power

I've seen how the mass is controlled
By a fucking leaders made from a god

It

I STILL HATE AMERICA

Let me talk about America, I mean the USA
About the old American way of hypocrisy and purity
About the CNN mass hypnosis
I know

I STILL HATE AMERICA

Let me talk about America, I mean the USA
About the old American way of hypocrisy and purity
About the CNN mass hypnosis
I know

diversions from
The Texas earnings
Every time they make a bomb
You know they’re getting paid (Bang bang)
Let me sell you fear 'cause
Money’s made when you’re

be passe
It's hard for mama to say that she goin weak
Lookin at the money it made her hard to speak
I'm tied by this system ma hand have been Fold

said?

Stay with me just another night please
I don't really like you hell, but I hate being by myself

The brilliance faded into time
I shuddered as it

bread on the strippers
Every day pour up the liquor
All them wanna be wishers
All them wanna be thrillers
I swear they give me the jitters
They get drunk

give you respect

[Run] (sermon)
And I believe, a lot of us shouldn't condemn these rappers
Because if nobody would ah told me about God
The church folks

Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that

Falling

Drapht

Brothers Grimm

2008

neighbour
Fornicated way yeah I played up
I haven't made a Sunday mass since twelve
Will I ever leave this world

Yeah I lied and I stole from thy

Caukazoid Germ

Sixtoo

The Psyche Continuum

on sight, some of these kids were only babies,
Pale white bodies infiltrated by stupidity.
But the validity of the situation made the risk less morbid,

lie
Mass delusion dressed in a colored ideals
Made to divide
Mindless and ignorant hordes
Following their leaders to war
As long as they keep us

good souls crushed by the weight of deceit
I hope I never see the light with my eyes
Life's a game, I'm a winner, and death is my prize
And I've made