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ZeroSellOuts
- Don't tell me your lies, I don't sympathize
- Trying for the prize with your scripted advice
- No longer playing nice it is time to rise
- You show surprise that we don't buy your disguise
- With your media ties silencing victims cries
- Of the people that died while you lied with your pride
- With corporations your guide and elitist your might
- You walked away from the light for things that weren't right
- But were ready to fight as the fires ignite
- There is noon in midnight and the darkness a light
- Despite what you might your a con but not bright
- You gotta vibe but you can't wipe out sight
- You got slight of hand but you can't hide a strike
- While you blind eyes from the innocents sniped
- Ironically Israel is the a kind of fourth Reich
- Bride of the beast of an American Christ
- While they grind the ice of minds filled with fright
- Hiding Megadeath with words like no fly zone
- Making up new headstones for a kind of Keystone
- Gets my testosterone up for revolucion
- No we wont go silently into dark light
- We gotta gigabyte of classified a parasite to occupy
- While you self indemnify you have misidentified
- The nuclei which we signify
- Haliburton GE Edison deified
- But were the wizard of Menlo you can call me Nikolai
- And we will resupply the life you Shanhaied
- With a Columbian necktie if it takes that much goodbye
- As we reelectrify let me recertify
- That are purpose is against war and to reunify
- But we watched our elders wear flowers dancing then sleep
- Grew up in industrial declination so deep
- Maintaining by less while there is more and more war
- Throwing flowers aren't the answers that we settle for
- The parties are so bad the ones I want are cocktalied
- By molotovs thrown in a perfect arch sailed
- If it puts a stop to degredation here and beyond
- If it doesn't maybe its the way you taught us to bond
- As soldiers blowing their heads off for lifes they can't live
- Because there's no salvation for the lives that they give
- Because there is no care for the things done and seen
- A generations music is the sound of machines
- Being grinded down to death by the drugs that they take
- To survive lack of surviving with the shit that they make
- But their not making anything in terms of the physics
- Because the jobs were sold by politicians hired by the viscous
- What you rise in cruel intention may invent a way out
- Or they may just tear through you from the pain finding how
- And terrorist you cry about when we killed a million
- For a war we invented for the warmongers trillions
- You pressure cook a people and your impressed my the steam
- Because it gives more reason for violent greed means
- Meanwhile an infrastructure of people who can't eat well
- Overeating trash as social heroine quells
- Heaven is a myth our music is hell
- That were shouting string em up you can listen and tell
- Those of you Sellouts who bought in to the blood
- Corporotize with your lies as we dress up with mud
- We're coming for you hard by whatever means
- You used fraud and corruption and your voting machines
- When we tried to be peaceful no your breaking us down
- Deafened by your country clubs you have ignored the sound
- Mesemorized by your mansions and mutimillion accounts
- You forgot we are the many because you think were without
- But hunger and oppression builds up like molten lead
- But in unbelievable pressure as we pay for this death
- That you exported out you have shamed all the land
- As if America was not bloody enough as it stands
- Selling the earth to corporations abroad
- Who pay people shit and no taxes or laws
- But you self aquit because you feel large
- But positive friction builds a negative charge
- And ionized paths between the sky and the ground
- But you know lightning can come up as our sciences found
- And enough to bring despicaple gods down to their knees
- Then gods loose belief when you make a god bleed
- And your self appointed gods with resources drained
- But the real Jesus would consider poverty trains
- But so does crucifixion of this world and beyond
- As we pay for wicked notions that you warmongers spawned
- And 36 years of your such tortures enough
- to come down off the cross and begin to get rough
- Because forgiveness is 7 times the 77
- But every day we must forgive so that is that by eleven
- And a reckoning comes when we come with feet of brass
- Not for kissing or nailing but for kicking some ass
- For our church and congregation are a different mass
- It is a body that has had enough of wicked trespass
- Shall we forgive one more time while we speak of solutions
- While you spit on human dignity and our constitution
- Maybe for today but understand what your doing
- The nation is succeeding at least that is a brewin'
- You have pushed too many buttons of those still sensitized
- Who can't hear one more nothing in overworded lies
- So beware the storm is here it is no longer coming
- Guillotines are being sharpened and Frenchmen is drumming
- Just like our French lady Liberty while rise up in Hate
- A hate that's been brewing since the day we were made
- No God would bless America not after this season
- The Justice will come when your reigns are ruled treason
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