fucked real slow - payday monsanto lyrics
a 12,000 year old tablet tells a fascinating tale of warfare, mayhem, and magic, once mythical, but now axiomatic, once mystical, but no longer enigmatic. it’s funny how a tiny piece of clay, can rewrite all the history, you’ve known up to this day, put their orthodoxies in a state of disarray, and call in to question, they very deities to which they pray. exempt from debaucherous lore, no longer obsessed with war, the pharaoh’s mind is pure. (inhales) they’re bent by preposterous lure, always on quest for morе, the narrow minds abhors. stop lookin’ at me, like i plan on doin’ harm to you, i’m mеrely exercising the metaphysical part of you. abandoning your ludicrous illusions, for the farcical, you’re simply leaving the circus, to join up with the carnival…
you haven’t heard me for a while…
(you could call me bin laden)
but, i’ve been up & down the dial…
(cia codename tim osman)
many, their minds are still not sound…
(you thought i was gone, and forgotten)
one day, they’re bound to come around…
(but, you have no idea, what i’ve been plottin’)
i’ll blow a hole, in their whole m*th*f*ckin’ theory, that’s why them arrogant academics, don’t wanna come near me. it’s clearly a vast conspiracy of the weary, to muddy up the waters, so people cannot see it clearly. there was a time all of humanity was lucid, until social indoctrination made ’em stupid. now they simply conform, and do what’s expected, unless they care to pay a visit, to the county bed & breakfast. leaving your freedoms in their hand, you’ll get arrested, leave your kids in their care, there’s a fair chance they’ll get molested. this is a system you could never redeem, built on one gigantic embezelment scheme. they can doubt it, but wise men make no mistake about it, something got these sheeple in a stupor, i’ma shake ’em out it. psychological prisoners, i will break ’em out, it’s not a thing, i’m not the king, but i’m the reason why this place is crowded. ’cause i’ve been signing executive orders, and been closing all of your schools, and opening up your borders, and been confiscating your guns, and preparing you for torture, that’s been degredating your sons, and disrespecting your daughters…
you haven’t heard me for a while…
(you could call me bin laden)
but, i’ve been up & down the dial…
(cia codename tim osman)
many, their minds are still not sound…
(you thought i was gone, and forgotten)
one day, they’re bound to come around…
(but, you have no idea, what i’ve been plottin’)
it’s amazing how these m*th*f*ckas always know the deal, right after the terrorists attack, they tell you how to feel. that zionist demon*box will only teach you how to squeal, as a kid i used to stare at it, wondering if it was real. today, it’s pushing h0m*s*xuality, tomorrow you’ll be loving b*st**lity. you get torn on the ethics, but then you forget it, because your company has just increased your salary. once you got the dialect correct, and understand the true inflection, your selection of the check would be that greater. as long as you know your peak, step out of line, that’s when you get a snub against your cheek. and, you’re told in a very subtle fashion, if you wanna keep advancing, this ain’t gonna happen. you either conform, or you don’t. you either get warm, or you won’t. it’s been a straight banksta bash, ever since the advent of gangsta rap. it doesn’t matter the jew, there’s a million f*ggots out there, who will do what you do…that’s what they say…
when you get f*cked real slow, to the point you’re made to know, that he loves you so, and he’s never gonna go, though you fight, you know that it’s alright, the moment you are f*cked real slow, to the point you’re made to know…
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