Your construction Smells of corruption I manipulate to recreate This air to ground sage Gotta launder my karma I said hallelujah To the sixteen loyal fans Youll get down on your motherfucking knees And its time for your sickness again Come on and tell me what you need now Tell me what is making you bleed We got two more minutes and We gonna cut to what you need So one of six So tell me One, do you want to live And one of seven Tell me Is it time for your motherfucking ass to give? Tell me is it time to get down On your motherfucking knees? Tell me is it time to get down? [Repeat x2] Im blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battling Sucking up One last breath Take a drag off of death Hey, Mr. Policeman Is it time for getting away? Is it time for driving Down the motherfucking road And running from your ass today? Now tell me if do you agree now Or tell me if Im making you bleed I got a few more minutes and Im gonna out to what you need So one of six So tell me One, do you want to live? And one of seven Tell me Is it time for your motherfucking ass to give? Tell me is it time to get down On your motherfucking knees? Tell me is it time to get down? Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize You want a revolution behind your eyes We got to get up and organize Come on, baby Tell me Yes, we aim to please
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