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Break My Heart Again
03:06
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I didn't want to rap again but just listen to that beat
I was sure I would never dance again
but I look down and I am tapping my feet
I didn't want to hate the world so I paid it no attention
All our leaders want these wars
so I wished on stars and whole constellations
Laughing while we played with fire, forgetting every lesson
it had to be uncertainty, walking away tore a hole in my world
that we swirled out in like a riptide
it wasn't what I wanted when it tasted sweet
is it a Holy Spirit or a demon we seek?
I began my life with a terrible disbelief
and God was in the story books
and in the minds of madmen
with no ties to reality
now here I am playing the part of the madman
trying to find my way back to reality
I returned to find that I was the
bitter and unforgiving god I had feared all the long
it's all the beautiful things
that find their way to me.
Life is liberty
Life is slavery
Life is victory
Life is tragedy
Life is comedy
Life honesty
Life is all these things...
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Falling backwards into tombs
best to be satiated through eternity
when the men tried to make their rules
chaos, she came smashed them and she ran away
I'd rather keep company with sinners and fools
if that's alright with you
I know it's not but you could always look away
I wouldn't mind.
Who wants that dusty old soul
when you've got an electronic product
who wants their own control
when you've got that elected office
who wants them rusty old bones
if you can get that Robocop body
who wants to dig up them
same strange stones
How can we leave our lives behind like this?
(Breaking your psyche down like Pennywise the Clown)
The fire's ready mother
The fire's waiting for us.
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We R' Da Goyem
02:46
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We are the goyem
and we're seeing it, we're believing it
and we're falling under your spell.
Once again, back from the master into the rat.
Humanity has got its cage back.
Give me a second while we recollect a single fact
that I can't shout back to keep my shit intact.
The only way to fight it is to drop your phone and walk away
and when they come in uninvited
you better drop your load.
Yeah, you read your bible, you read the Quran
You talked to a yogi in Turkmenistan.
God gave me...
God saved the Queen...
God gave me...
God speaks to me.
Once again, humanity has fallen in its trap.
Every thirty years or so that monster comes back
the old men have forgotten
and the children never stand a chance
to stand up to that black magic full-spectrum attack.
We are the goyem,
taught lies so we won't destroy em.
brought down to our lowest form without ever knowing
extermination planned in every land and nation
6 million in the holocaust, 7 billion in your re-creation
yeah, you read your bible, you read the Quran
you talked to a Rabbi in the holy land.
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Let me introduce you to your new cage
the contractual agreement between a master and his slave
Just click agree.
That me taxpayer, that's the C.O.G.
Oh, you shouldn't say it
just making the minimum payment
and waiting until they're waving the
eviction notice in front of your faces.
(ahhahaha) That's a scary ghost, motherfucker.
Rockefeller's dead, but they'll still tell you what you owe him
Dig the motherfucker up and maybe you could blow him
or wake a couple people up and try and fucking show em.
People worried about them bankers and their money
people think these wars are fought for oil
people think they're watching but they've all been misdirected
their paying their taxes with their time, sweat and toil.
No, our world runs on blood.
Our world runs on blood.
People started wondering about that one guy
at that creepy pizza shop.
Hillary Clinton was involved, intimately.
and everyone who's been running their mouth on the internet
has been silenced by slap-suits, shamed or they're dead.
Well no, not really. That's never the whole story but
there's a hell of a lot of details and history worth exploring
but people live off click-bait, headlines on fake stories
told by magi who keep the lie from ever getting boring.
The ritual abuse of us
with trauma-based mind control
it's written on our hearts to go along
it's written on our minds
the pillars topple every time.
Stepping up for round number three
a generation who is waking up to this grand hypocrisy
but they don't understand shit about this lesson
this is the externalization of their hierarchy
yup, uh-huh, they want you to know
yup, un-huh, they want you to see
when their fucking your metaphorical wife
they want you standing naked in the corner
holding on your pee pee.
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Memorial Day
02:27
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I want to talk about my memorial day
the people say it's for the soldiers
we say they were made slaves
to march away forever
lost their lives fighting for whatever
it probably doesn't matter anymore
Memorial day is not made for the soldiers
it's made to make the weak feel better
that they sent a generation to kill
celebrating all the women and children
who couldn't live through the bomb
It's a memorial to the world we could have had
It's a memorial to the world we should have had
I want to talk about why it's always the same
the people say it's peace and love
when bombs are dropping from above
we say we fight for freedom
we say we've got good reasons
yet your God said 'thou shalt not kill'
Memorial day is not made for the fallen
it's made to keep survivors silent in guilt
they know they sent a generation to kill
celebrating all the women and children
killed by your drones
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Back To School Day
03:27
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Carrots in the ink well, carrots in the air well
school's out, teacher ring that bell
indoctrination saves us from hell
hell, hell...
helter skelter and drinking rye
politicians eating pizza pie
she's sweet sunshine, diamond eyed uber alles
sweet sunshine, diamond eyed uber alles
We fall and we echo so deep into you
Can you hear that bell ringing
can you hear that hell singing
it is time to go back to school
What are we teaching the precious children now-er-days
What!? that's some mind slave stuff
It's even worse than when we were young
and being brought up in our so-called
democratic space cult
Get your compulsory education son
from the mouth of the snake that you done run from
we're not fucking around with you anymore baby
we're not fucking around anymore
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What I Can't Say
03:34
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In a little fishing village on the coast of Oregon or Maine
maybe it was coal mine, or maybe it was a cave
once it had been started it could never be stopped
not by the military, the secret service or the cops
Scales fell from their eyes by thousands
even the stubborn got on their knees
it came to kill, it came to please
what's the difference are you the wind or the leaves
A little baby born as it's passed away
was it born free or was it shit into a cage
the minister stated it off with a strong prayer
but when he heard it call to him he sat back in his chair
the moment had passed
the monk, the nun, the sacrifice
they could only laugh
it had moved them from the church back into the cage
from the master's throne into the shackles of a slave.
Politicians they screamed its name
put blood on the streets and wept in shame.
It's time we saw it as it was
give it names and cast the blame
fuel the fire we lit inside of the cave
that crawled forth
to call forth
what, I can't say...
What I can't say
is what I won't say
I can't tell you
I won't tell you
what I can't say
An old woman is a bust place
is grateful it came and heard her name
she's waited this long to end her pain
She takes it like a lover's embrace
counts to three and does it with grace
...as she finally she's its face
It appears a little bit differently to everyone
a kiss on the lips, or a bit in a song
it can feel raw and powerful to some
but reckon with it everyone will, once.
their days are numbered
but yet there are still those
who continue on the old path.
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Needs More Blotter Acid
04:05
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I don't believe in the sky anymore like you do
(my tongue is bitten through)
I don't believe in their lies anymore, it isn't true
(it is a bitter proof)
I can't go along anymore with you
(I need a windier road)
I just can't let myself fall for another ruse
(pawn moves to the 8th square)
Find somewhere nice
and live your dreams
far away
from the false construct
willing slaves call
modern life
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Kook
03:00
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If you are a person who is of the mind
that they're watching you
You're a kook.
If you can follow this train of thought off the tracks
I can guarantee they won't be watching me.
How far down the rabbit hole can we go?
He's a kooky motherfucker
He's a spooked motherfucker
He's a dumb motherfucker
uneducated galoot
Who could be listening?
Who are these people?
What do they know?
What they going to do about it?
He's flipped out motherfucker
He's a doped up motherfucker
He's a far out motherfucker
His mind is tore up
Who could be listening?
Who are these people?
What do they know?
What they going to do about it?
Are these people kooks?
or misunderstood revolutionaries?
Are these people cool?
A thousand whack jobs for every visionary
If you are a person who is of the mind that
you're bulletproof, you're a kook
If you can follow this train of thought off the tracks
I can guarantee you're more fucked up than me.
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Rebirth as a brother to humankind...
There's only one cure
for what I put myself into
There's only one way
to fight the virus that's spreading
to my burning brain
a simple method to end
all of my suffering and pain
that hollow feeling
in my poor prostate
The vagina of the pig that bit me
I need another salty taste of that inner place
My rape is still fresh in my own mind
I have a hernia
my insides are falling
out of the back of my spine.
Rebirth as a brother to human kind
I'm feeling like I should have been all the long
A way of looking at things
a little more clearly
is to let this cruel mistress
suck at my eye
forget what I thought before
I am addicted to being a whore
the same kind of pig that we feared
but we don't fear anymore
The cunt of the swine that enveloped my mind
it feels so safe to crawl back up inside
right back here, painless and quick
I become what I used to fear
Attached at the uterus
my blood tells me what I needed to hear
I belong to something special
warm and safe
All I had to do
was put my body back inside
and still me tongue
I am one of them
one of the pigs
and I like my own shit
The cunt of the swine that enveloped my mind
it feels so safe to crawl back up inside
right back here, painless and quick
I become what I used to fear
The vagina of the pig that bit me
I need another salty taste of that inner place
My rape is still fresh in my own mind
I have a hernia
my insides are falling
out of the back of my spine.
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How to rap your way out of any situation
As you can see it's real easy
just drop day beat
and play guitar real smooth over the top
and let the party people know the bass about to drop...
Fuck yeah.
I could never rap my way around you
I could never rap myself away to freedom
Bringing machine guns to the natives
we're bringing hip hop to the slaves
The pirates with the skull and crossbones
never went away...
It hits you hard my tomahawk made of a word
never have I seen an entire nation fall on its sword
It feels good it feels right, sell the native children in the night
enough beads and trash they'll never put up a fight
they can pretend their not slaves, they'll take a lower wage
while we build a media empire like a motherfucking radio mage
if the guilt of it all keeps you anxious and weary
sell em a little house with a picket fence
straight out of Beverly Cleary
Ramona age 88, she knew.
Civilization was built on a pile of skulls
add them to your collection and build a bunch of strip malls
or save them up for something really giant
like a Nephalihm to stomp the defiant
Your next step, it's the simplest kind of answer
start a cult, grow a base, spread your wealth like it's cancer
when it's genocide, just don't forget there's a way to be forgiven
you can try to rap your way out of any situation
yeah, we all fall in...
Bringing machine guns to the natives
we're bringing hip hop to the slaves
The pirates with the skull and crossbones
never went away...
It's very odd, this descent into manic-depressive behavior
it'll take everything you've got, you're going to call me the savior
and that's just fine if the result makes you feel bad
if it's the only thing you've got left to give
it's the only thing I'll ever ask
let me tell you now, if it's any consolation
this is how I rap my way out of any situation.
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Flag Day (Canada)
02:46
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The crowd cheers
for another line
the old man
wishes for a past time
a mother proudly
sends her child to war
congress tells a lie
it's never told before
Sounds like a case of flag rape...
Line up, stand up, straighten up
this fucker is meant to bite a little
you build the national pride
we'll build the monument
you waste your life
we'll waste your mind
stare at the fireworks
you've been had one more time
The minister calls for obedience
it's a bomb scare
it's political expedience
this time the political formula is right
this time we must show our national might
That's funny, it sounded the same on the other side
that feeling in your stomach on the roller coaster ride
coming to terms with a totalitarian lifestyle
coming to terms with living on the green mile.
You're a grande olde flag
You're a high flying flag
and forever in peace may you kill
It's time to celebrate flag day the only way I know how
I'm draping myself in one and I'm infiltrating the crowd
what's another ruse on these people?
they'll line up and drop their roses
laying them down on my fake grave
It's the land of the free and the home of the brave
too bad most things don't happen like they say
a thousand points of lies a day, or more
what happened to that seven-trillion dollars
you deep state, bobo, mother fucking pedophile.
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Kappo and The Rev
ain't nobody heard of you
you ain't sold a single record
what you gonna do...
We will turn this mother out.
Stong like a lion, no denying
I'm in effect and you suckers are trying
to get with me, you can't hang
doing it like this, I'm in with a bang
going boom like thunder
and you wonder
how in the world
can the Kappo be underneath me
he gonna beat me
say yes to the master
and Rev will teach thee
Turn This Mother Out!
I was the student
now I'm the teacher
I was a member
and now I'm the preacher
I was the worker
and you were the boss
now I'm getting paid
and you're taking the loss
one says stop
the other says flee
nope, don't perpetrate
Kappo and The Rev is the feature
step up you punk
no fear, It's Kappo and The Rev
and we came here to...
Turn This Mother Out!
I'm improving
best start schooling
heading to the top
where I'll be ruling
on top of hip hop
I'm in effect and you're not
your record aren't cool
your shows are weak
duel with the Kappo and meet defeat
every night, every week
I'm coming correct
like Kappo and The Rev!
Turn This Mother Out!
I keep hearing what you're saying
Kappo and The Rev ain't nobody playing you
I don't care where you're from
I make most look silly and the others look dumb
yeah suckers you should run
I am deaf on the stage
pumping at the club
Kappo and an Eagle
and Rev is a dove
Turn This Mother Out
We're from Minneapolis
where the hip-hop is fabulous
taking all comers and keep on battling
we are originals, you're digital
you want something to say
your show is pitiful
we're twice as strong
it's coming on
and we will...
Turn This Mother Out!
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Tell a lie, make it big
repeat it so many times
that it becomes truth
the mob will enforce it for you
operation paperclip brought the real Nazi's home
some of them went to trial
most of them became unknowns
rockets fuel the mind-control scheme
tell them they went to space
while they cemented the real master race
lies about aliens, hollow earth, and an Antarctic base
suck down a Pepsi and pay retail on your fragile cage
Who is the God of the Globular Earth!?
I am the God of the Globular Earth!!
Neil Degrasse Tyson is the god of the globular earth
Bill Nye is the god of the globular earth
Stephen Hawking is the god of the globular earth
Richard Dawkins is the god of the globular earth
Brian Cox is the god of the globular earth
Elon Musk is the god of the globular earth
The Pope is the god of the globular earth
The Queen is the god of the globular earth...
I am the God of the globular Earth
lay yourself before me for all that your worth
I am the God of the globular Earth
from goo to you by way of the zoo.
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This is a love song for that nu-gilded age
always online, I never see your real face
flicking through an endless sea of lost souls
looking for another consumer
to make my hollow body feel whole.
This is a love for the empty and the alone
we cuddle up late at night
while this frequency shatters our souls.
How could we ever know if we've
been robbed of something special
by those principalities that we supposedly wrestle.
I want to be part of your feedback loop
I want to see what you consider the truth
I want to be part of your feedback loop
I want to be part of you.
This is a love song
if there's such a thing as love anymore
If there ever was and we've been
knocking at the wrong door
I'll tell ya
People of these modern times
we're struggling to feel it
We see images on the screen
and we try to be it.
I want to be your feedback loop (baby)
I want to see your data stack dump (baby)
I want to be your feedback look (baby)
I want to feel that fire.
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"The End is Near"
02:08
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Mother's Day
03:29
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Once she was a young girl
full of promise, a hopeful future
not a single regret in her heart
but she's a broken old woman now
Dusty city once was a center of industry
a gleam in a young nation's eye
then came the slavers
and the greedy
they tore the streets
from one end to another
Now only the empty can find a place here
Ema said he'd be the one
grow up to be anything
maybe President
she wouldn't accept anything else
she kept on pushing him
he let his serpent in
he would do anything
he took the dirty money
he took to cruelty behind closed doors
he wanted to please her
always needing more
he saw beyond his eyes
he let his conscious die
He let his conscious die
he fed us all to worms
he told his mother why
she had to burn
The story always seems the same
the words dance around on the page
into predictable and comfortable cliches
everybody, every day.
It's the death of virtue
the snake is within you
to get it out
it has to bite you
if i kill mine
will you kill yours
when the time comes to play dead
I'll bring you forth
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"The End is Here"
02:25
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America, land of genocide
tell us the reason your people had to die
Bow down
to our mechanical culture
Bow down
and stay the same
Freedom
to be like everybody else
You've come a long way down
a long way down
Telling your people
to forget themselves
In this state of numbness
Land of the free but not free to think
hang up your minds forget about culture
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