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Watch the evil world they create |
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And how they celebrate their great state |
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Thx 1138, if you're real you can relate |
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To how they watch every move we make |
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And how they decimate the human race |
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Well if this ain't the last days |
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Then it sure is pretty late |
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I see hate (no face) in the eyes on the walls |
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And it's hard to show love back they freeze ice on your balls |
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It's a cold world despite the green house effect |
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They fight the fact that my team got respect |
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To them my team's a suspect and I admit you can't trust us |
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But ain't no justice it's just us the small time hustlas |
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Being thoroughly inspected |
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Every day and every night we're being casted and directed |
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In the world's greatest soap opera Truman show for true man, yo |
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I'm not stupid I won't stoop down low |
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Although I creep on a diggi low cus bigger bro |
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Wanna broadcast my ass live on a video |
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But I escape the big screen and the piggsvin |
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Team up with the dope friends to put up a smoke screen |
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To blind your cameras eye sight too much unwanted limelight |
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It's not like I get a spot light cus I rhyme tight |
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But cus of their so called crime fight that's why I use my mic |
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To let the vandals and the thiefs of the world know the time's right |
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If you hate the system unite tonight |
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Tomorrow when we wake up it'll be allright |
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Every action has it's reaction what you expected? |
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This actor without a pay check will react with hatred |
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I stay dread burn and loot what they hold sacred |
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Incarcerated scarred faces but we can make it |
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On the low in between the lines like me and Timbuk |
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We've been ****ed too long to just lay down and give up |
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So big up all the disobediant crews |
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The deviant crews who don't believe in the news |
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Who be seeing straight thrue the lies with their eyes on the prize |
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Freedom, don't give a **** about ice |
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The spies lurk on every street corner |
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Record every move you make like big brothers of Warner |
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They shoot a reel then they shoot you for real |
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To hold you still they give you alcohol and pills |
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If you feel like graffiti is more than just a fashion |
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It's lights, camera, legal action! |
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