Tell me, who gives the orders to release the plagues, and orchestrates the slaughter of your leaders legs? Makes you war with your neighbors, over leaves & dregs, amid bloodshed you haven't seen peace for days. Political world is indeed a stage, these cats should be directors, shoot with theater plays. But, instead they appointed to police the rage, until the goal of mind-control finally completes the phase...

A wise man once said, and every word of it's true. "Politics, you don't turn-on to it, then it's gon' turn onto you." You're well-to-do, find your poor kin & whisk 'em away, the two tonic poverty plates, man they slippin' away. My buddy Democratis been dead, and we've become what our fastidious fore-fathers had fled. Only in ways, none of us had ever could've imagined, in a nano-technological fashion, we crashin'. There's been countless unfortunate losses, and human rights remain on collision courses, with corporate forces. The people weren't allowed beyond the green & gold doors, now the people ain't that sovereign no more. So, I guess it's stayin' that foul, unless we act now, as individuals collectively, that's how. We better get a grip, on the double, but wait, it's too late, a handful of demons already run the bubble, that's trouble...

They keep on merging everyday, like it or not, they're here to stay. They will amalgamate forever, without a charter. There is a price a few must pay, but many will benefit one day. The only way to make it better, become a partner...

Earlier this year, my share wasn't doin' nearly as well as I expected. The market, it goes from a bull to a bear, G. It's hectic, I rarely digest it, fucked around and made a foolish dot com investment. I should've stuck to brick & mortar, felt like I was in bed with Satan, and just got finished stickin' Nixon's daughter. And, Tricky Dick exists in everyone, from Presidents, to local tyrants, the SNAP-9A, of social science. I wanna skate away, too Scott-free, but who the fortunate ones? See, the senator's son is not me. You successful in government, or any palatial-level, you had to assemble some kind of arrangement with the devil. You don't hear me clear? Well, then let me convey it further, these muthafuckas is gettin' away with murder. Casualties increase, and the future ain't what it used to be, that's why my mic's no-longer used for swaggerin' exclusively...(yea)

They keep on merging everyday, if we don't stop them clowns today, they will amalgamate forever. Divide & Conquer. There is a price a few must pay, your Revelation's on it's way, I hope we all can come together, no hype/no drama...

God bless those who speak for what's right, top-level whistle-blowers be careful, aight? I hope your colleagues wake up, and see the light, I don't know how they sleepin' at night...

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God bless those who speak for what's right, top-level whistle-blowers be careful, aight? I hope your colleagues wake up, and see the light, I don't know how they sleepin' at night...

They must be heavily sedated, ultra-medicated, I tried to add it up, but I cannot calculate it. My tax dollars they've been stealin', I will not pay for the killing of innocent civilian men, women, & children...

Lord knows, I love my country, but those are not my parties, they're just IllumiNazi's hired by the devil, himself...

They keep on merging everyday, like it or not, they're here to stay. They will amalgamate forever, without a charter. There is a price a few must pay, but many will benefit one day. The only way to make it better, become a partner. That's what they'll try to tell 'ya, the Rothschilds & the Rockefellers, they got lots of Mozzarella, all they want's control of your place. They'll hypnotize you, and sterilize you, their scientists made viruses, that target your race. They got vaccines for you, now. Some of the things they do, now. It's Hitler's dream come true, now. All we need's a class-action case...

They murder people everyday, they're simply evil everyway, The Pentagon don't count civilians, it's not their problem. They're fast to send that ass to war, but they won't tell you what it's for, they robbed the middle-class for trillions, them greedy goblins. If you don't feel me, they must've numbed 'ya, I'm try'n to poke you, wake you up out of your slumber. People I'll see 'ya later, the best I got, I gave 'ya, word to Anita Baker, let's do lunch, you got my number...

They murder people everyday, they're simply evil everyway, don't let nobody tell 'ya different, they're crooks & liars. And, for the record I must say, I value life in everyway, so if you see me in the paper, you know they merc'd me...

I just wanna make that clear, for the record, I love life too much, there's nothing that could make me wanna end it. So, if anybody ever pops up, with a suicide note that I wrote, it's bogus, don't believe 'em. I would like to dedicate this, respectively to the victims of the great atrocity inflicted upon us by our leaders, or our misleaders. And, to all those affected by 9/11, who are still with us, I feel your pain, I feel your pain. Please, do some research, if you haven't already, and I guarantee you will be outraged at what you find. And then, we can all do lunch, and discuss what needs to be done, because somethin', my friends is rotten, and it's not in Denmark, it's in Washington. There's more murders attributable to people, in one square mile of Washington D.C., than there are in all the prisons in this country. It's time we acknowledge who the real criminals are, I'm gonna try to make my songs shorter from now on, I'm sorry. There's just too much to say...