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Big nation, fist waving at a dictator

Draining power from the generators

The man woman and child, across the generations

Everybody entangled, crowd under the arid clouds but missiles raining

Gang banging see the blood and the cripple babies

Poking out a nipple lady

Run away, they Lynch and hang'em

They say the system's changing

Turntables trigger fingers mixer fade em

But the big stations still didn't play'em

Bloodthirsty east to west like Mister Kraven

Is this Satan? Demons waiting on a DEMONstration

Missed prayers

Tents pitched in the big square

Welcome to the glitch matrix

They omit data

Tick tick tick tick tick, hanging, getting impatient

Armed soldiers vs. The Brick Masons

Penetrated

Tears dangle from the gas wears the ventilation

Get it? Get vacant, no more kids playing

Inflation, infiltration, causing inflammation

Mr-Mis-Information pushing displacement

Disc causing discomfort like you piss razors

Instigators teeth way sharper than a swimming gator

Not really complicated

Ignorant to danger

Sometimes the bullets went stray and a couple hit strangers

Modern times like the Pharaohs of some distant ages

It's an understatement if I told that the shits crazy

It's really no time to get lazy

Sun raise'em where the Nile is the river basin

Winter blazing but some hearts seem refrigerator

Bin Ladens in the city no relation to a Ben Franklin

Receive a standing ovation on ya chin graying

Wise said a sword ain't as mighty as the pen and page is

Revolution in a Facebook/Twitter nation

Politicians over the hill? This more like Himalayas

Lifestyles of the rich and famous

Religious statements from the one who kiss the babies

But their hearts seem rotten like the apple

I ain't talking where the Knicks is playing

Figure skaters in the palace with the Piston players

Different neighbors

Poor people with the pinched payments

Vent hatred

The early birds get it first, hook the fish later

And that's deeper than a splinter cut traveled by some Witch hazel

Heard it through grapevine of my temptations

Time to get naked for a minute, bare facts

Dick, anus say hooee for the pimp players

Licking lips

Fingertips

Feel shackles on the wrist ankles

The newspapers printing hatred got it mistaken

Propaganda hit the fan

And now the shit stanking

When the camera's shoot

Stars get spangled

Watch the banners get tailored and be the first one to get famous