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untitled bonus 4 - bad neighbors (of sandpeople) lyrics

[verse 1: mo*b]
i’m god’s little robot, mass assembly
enemy of the state, a state of the enemy
it’s god, man, machine, or somewhere in between
you’ll be marked by the beast, or paid a penalty
let the reaper send for me, no push, no shove
visit wafers of wine, or visit flesh and blood
let the wicked rest up, the evil down low
it’s microsoft for dummies, invest in dow jones
bullets crowned domes, in hideous plots
pеnetrate your homes, through thе idiot box
yo, the ignorant flocks, cast digital shadows
but the signal gets lost, when they’re changing the channel
a player’s piano, but i don’t mean dracors
it’s the tower of babel, and something to pray for
wilder serpents rattle battle, cries that they’re made for
guns don’t k!ll people, but computers make war

[chorus: simple]
there’s people starving, you complain about the fat on your plate
stacking papers, but it’s only numbers stashed in a bank
pay your bills, that’s the real world, wrapped in a fake
the revolution will be right back after the break
drink your latte, while people sip from poisonous lakes
and strip mines, this time, i’ma voice my distaste
people living off of grass, while you enjoying your stake?
the revolution will be right back after the break
[verse 2: sapient]
children, turn the tv on, and turn your backs to me
cause when the drink’s gone, i turn to king kong
civil savagery, one minute managing the things lost
like the little batteries that make these things talk
goodbye to deep thought, it was cut at the source
under*endorsed, and stuck on the porch to bathe in raindrops
stimulate a love for a war, while cuddling swords
the blood of the poor, it tastes like a1 steak sauce
but my thirst can’t ever be satisfied
when it’s too fat to fly, the bird lands
the earth’s stamped with marks of the beast
to leave scars on your feet, it’s hard to believe
but i know this firsthand

[verse 3: iame]
i’m racking my brain, tryna find a balance like slug
how can i maintain, when everyone with power’s corrupt
and us without it are f*cked, it ain’t as bad here
but we weren’t saying that when the hurricanes hit last year
this ain’t a game, uncle sam wants you to fight faceless
with chaney’s aim, we’re lucky if we bomb in the right places
and did he really shoot his man on accident?
or is he just an assh0l* that doesn’t give a f*ck
cause he’s the vice president?
and yo, i don’t know what’s really going on
but i gotta hunch, it ain’t what they telling us is really going on
something just isn’t right, something just doesn’t add up
we got ourselves a saddam, but not a bin ladden
he was never god, and i thought that he’s the one responsible
for plotting all them terror attacks
that inevitably rekindled the beef between us and the middle east
now five years deep, we still there in iraq and i’m lost
[chorus: simple]
there’s people starving, you complain about the fat on your plate
stacking papers, but it’s only numbers stashed in a bank
pay your bills, that’s the real world, wrapped in a fake
the revolution will be right back after the break
drink your latte, while people sip from poisonous lakes
and strip mines, this time, i’ma voice my distaste
people living off of grass, while you enjoying your stake?
the revolution will be *

- bad neighbors of sandpeople lyrics

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