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This ain't civilization this is war culture 
People have preconceived notions about you 
Before they even hear a word out your mouth 
The system

silent ways of a dying race
Displaced by hatred of a violent race who'll annihilate us if allowed by us, I'm saying its up to us to fuss
What fate is that

cause my wiring's off
Sounding stupid when you're trying to talk

All I know about is gutter shit
And the way we're grated by the government
And some

choreography (you can´t see)
infested by a fatal flu
they make it through

when I look into your eyes
I see the truth, none of the lies
no more distorted facial

Haha, yeah
Proud American (Whooo) , yeah, yeah
Haha, Patriots, yeah!
Patriots stand up! Gang!

Oh, say (Oh, say) can you see (Can you see)
By

diagnose we're headed
For the second

So chew on that and masticate
Procrastinate makes what should go first
Go last and wait

Whether oil peaks in 1960

(yeah) I started off with a question
Can you perceive
Right before your ears move trickin
My voice box make the choice to believe
Yeah I see youre

Capture this funakthon loaded by
The Mecca Don into the red zone
You spot my skull and crossbone alone
To fill the Watergates, slaughter great
Think

by cologne

I makes waves collide
I guess its known to whoever seen it
The way she struts her heels g on ma life its therapeutic
You only know bout

A stone cutter with flows that's so butter
Got soul like Soul Brothers. You know I'm no sucker
My rhyming'll get Simon to hit the Gold Buzzer
Possessed by

of the Korean War
Another boy and girl found love by the chaos
For that I can't thank y'all
Enough cuz if it came to none I wouldn't touch the radar
I wouldn't

On whether it would start a war
And though I'd level Rome for you
I'd lay down arms forever too
Thought that I was strong
Until I saw how small you were

parts
And you can tell I'm from the trenches, just by my war marks
I got my bread from the tracks, fed the zombies by the tracks
I'm everywhere you not

Cult Gang from the row homes
By the cemetery on Rosemont
Serve cocaine like an emissary
Best friend buried in the prologue
This is
Gang warring when they

her on a string
Get in between, then I make her sing, it's a movie scene
Bitch we rolling
Riding with the gang in the back, they be toting
Bottles

enveloped the sound and muted the calls
Unaltered by the scorching winds and heaps of ash
I will find my way out of the raging circle
From the Hymns I have

to make it rain 
The god is heavy
I blow you up like dynamite
Into my dome I let the l ignite
Right, I take you on flight, soar, into there
The war

The bombs are falling through the sky
The king has spoken
All units move out to the east

To find a war that wasn't meant
One by one they fall
To our

the knob
Only makes me feel like I'm not
Doing everything I can
And, I guess that's why I ran

So, we don't talk much anymore
Sometimes less only means that

Necropolis

Manilla Road

Crystal Logic

Through the jungle by the river Styx
I've journed long and far this day
Lurking shadows in the parapets
Will never make me turn away
Darkened city

Cool 'N' Out

Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros

Global a Go-Go [Remastered]

2001

the streets 
And they're driving cars 
They're all over the country 
And they're running ours
They're walking on the wounded who won the war
What's

Do You Still Care

Tanya Stephens

Rebelution

2006

forty years old. 
And all them Jack Daniels started taking a toll. 
Seem like Bubba was about to make a final bow, none of his friends from the Klan

they forgetting for a second non-fiction ain't a weapon
Thoughts could be hypnotic, nah, just neurotic
Called oft psychotic, flawed by off logic, but I

Mind Machine

Scar Symmetry

Pitch Black Progress

2006

through 
Machines that makes you 

Wither away 
Death of the soul 
Indoctrinated in false grace 

Bio-machinery 
Mind and machinery 
Fear now fuels