By the time the flags rotted off of their antennas They were questioning who the real threat is Big Brotherly love is the 21rst Centurys plague No matter how bloody the glove, question evidence displayed Dont forget what two plus two equals Dont let them upgrade your math no matter what they have as proof of evil Remember when they went after the Jewish people? You dont recognize that same black mask as see through? Attack of the eagles. If they dont fall dead Before they reach me, Ill be damned if I dont shoot one in its bald head Fuck what were force fed. All I ever wanted Was a warm bed and a house that wasnt haunted Id rather die for a cause than to die just because We exhaust natural resources forced into wars Restoring wasteful ways, keeping other countries poor Monkey see, Monkey do I wonder what those fucking monkeys saw Keep rethinking the stillframes in your mind And guarantee they will change with time Your outline is pixelated with poor resolution while Downtime is simply wasted. You were born execution style Head first in a trial. Ill second the motion Til the jurys bored to death and puts your neck in a notion The situations volatile. A naked problem child Is trying to find the right clown costume to make his father smile So he bombs while he tries to tell jokes This aint a false alarm, cant you smell the smoke? Youre in the line of fire where they buy and sell votes Our sense of liberty doesnt ring true, stupid, thats why the bell broke Trench coat Mafiosos propel rocks At recruitment officers and rebel against cops Til they hurdle infinite circles in small cell blocks Turtle upon turtle til theyre all shell shocked This socalled president got elected in a court room With the war efforts of pops he inherited a fortune We talk, talk, talk... so the veterans of war assume The revolution stopped. This aint a protest tune Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. Theyre up to no good just like the old days They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. Its our turn to stand over their grave Im a do it right this time...Im awake...Im a wait until their fuckin skin decays. You cant roam a lost land as the last existing dinosaur Theres no escaping ass kickings in these times of war Replacing apples with hospitals...where doctors are hostile Killing two pterodactyls with one fossil I got you. If they dont fall dead Before they reach me, Ill be damned if I dont shoot one in its bald head Fuck what were force fed. All I ever wanted Was a warm bed...and house that wasnt haunted Thumb through novels to have your fingerprints match The description of criminals committing innocent acts Of compassion for tired civilians crawling with pistols While we fire million dollar warning missiles Force the issues in the back of your head where eyes roll Brainwash yourself out of that mind control Or act a fool like youre told But we wont see no type of justice til that bitch removes the blindfold This aint a Love it or leave it, its a Change it or lose it. Ill never sing the anthem of a nation who never faces the music Chasing an everelusive caveman In space ships that makes trips to the futures that are namebrand Faking progress...but we aint advanced Enough to change the posture of our ape stance? Theyve got the key to the city but they prefer the breakin entry Duck and weave, Im shedding light in their shadow box to make it empty Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. Theyre up to no good just like the old days They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. Its our turn to stand over their grave Im a do it right this time...Im awake...Im a wait until their fuckin skin decays. Attack of the eagles. If they dont fall dead Before they reach me, Ill be damned if I dont shoot one in its bald head Fuck what were force fed. All I ever wanted Was a warm bed.. Theres nothing scarier than the human stories I tell ghosts Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts The catharses of carcasses whenever threats are close Shows a heartlessness that doesnt register on stethoscopes Sell your hopes for a homeland security chart Til your sense of self is broke and no mans pure in the heart Preventive detention for the folks who never left home Tensions have grown into a 247 red zone Scare tactics...have got you under control The fear factors of a color code. The uppers know They cant hold you down without having anchors attached Its all the same. Nah, balls and chains on ankles dont match So drag your torso back to the off road We may have lost the fashion battle but we aint lost the wardrobe Go window shopping for your next free meal Cuz when we start the revolution all youll probably do is steal Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. Theyre up to no good just like the old days They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. Its our turn to stand over their grave Im a do it right this time...Im awake...Im a wait until their fucking skin decays.
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