Lyrics:
place!"
As he salutes the Stars and Stripes
By raising fists and starting fights,
Like an aberration from Hitler's Nazi Reich
Not proud of my skin
rumblin'
Fuckin' wit' me getcha trampled Lemon Lame is an example
He got beat down by these dogs, and all he got was just a sample
But now I'm on my way
engaging, in insider trading and nepotism
They so concerned with the weapons system
When will the lesson hit them
There's only so much atmosphere around
maybe a glance
But the system has it's rules about the second chance
Living by the tracks in the Barrio
Keeps my welfare state from the Don Risto
Going nowhere fast
Running out of gas
Really feel the need for some
Drunk on the mainstream
Stuck in the system
Just another face, if you blink
Reports, feeds off the war of man
Dishonest, they're part of a system
Controlled by the man
The Press, for the blinded mice
Controls, what you eat
surrounded by sugars astoundin, plus I'm kinky
Picture Loon settlin down, couldn't make me
Neither your love or the system could break me
A hot slug ma, barely
say
Rejected and unwanted by the system
Casualties army rebel youth take a stand
We were taught to be hard to survive in this world
If you don't
system overload
My soul is moved with just disdain
But it's not my job to bring a change
Is it all by design
Or have we gone astray
Didn't we miss
When I got to the golden city
Most of the gold was gone
By that time I had some questions
So I flagged down a race-car bum
He said "Sonny I don't
It's hard enough to pretend
That this quasi-cosmetic
Relationship's immune system is automatic
I've been so tragically fooled
Into believing
run out of those to exploit. Markov entrusts the significant while the steps are outlined. Moments like these are best expressed in binary and systems
the message of "go fuck thy neighbor"
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
It's a shame, it's a shame
Watch your step by the crowd of fanatics
While
Magnify the scorn upon the disadvantaged
Living off the toil of others, the rich inflate themselves
Treading on their laborers, burdened by destitution
the ghost of Kurt Cobain wrote these lyrics,
And forced America to listen,
With a million angry misfits screamin', "Fuck the system!"
I'm the pain in Axel
cyclones
Breathing along the isle
Of no return
The gavel crashes upon
A system built for
The substitute fix only to shatter
Crisp brittle sorrow
Smacks hard
To judge
And take aim?
And who
Are we
To cast stones
At those not the same
Day by day
We all change
Systems change
We live for change
Ridiculed by others, labeled retards and geeks
I want to pull the plug and cause your system to crash
But then where would you be?
With no heated up
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
Take from you lie to you waiting for you to hit back so hit back
Bought by you prepare for you to hit back so hit back
Make a future tear this
on lean call it codein, Alpine system with the
Fo' fifteens
Boom-boom ta-da-ta-da, surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne,
Technology, now controls
Power systems, overload
In the matrix, once your mind
Lies the sorrow, none survive
Globalized, authority
World
Connections with systems belly up before I'm up and running scratching off what leaves me in the dirt ready and willing with hands that I can't stop
always keep what's inside
What's inside of you...
CHORUS
(PSC):
Believing in the inner force supports systems activated
The last dreams anticipated,
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