This Ain't the Movies

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I got human growth hormone bones
 You better leave me alone
 Badass M.A.N.P.A.D.S and drones
 I follow slow, their footprints in the snow
 They pigeon toed, they cooking with peanut oil
 They gotta be close
 I track the geese, take flight move east
 Team real, tree fleece
 They match rims on the pickup chief
 I'm that p3 orion, dragon Judah standing next to the lion
 With angels beside him and god behind em
 The son of perdition wants to kidnap all of the women
 And make slaves outta all of the children
 Shinola hit the fan, the pine sol soils ya pants
 You were warned - but you still in a trance
 Brand new Lambroghini vans parked outside the Fema camps
 Can't nobody change they plans?
 You sat down in the chair and you crossed your legs
 The next time you do that you'll be wearing depends
 They took your picture up close - with a telescopic lens
 They wrote a report that said you got terrorist friends
 They all lies and more got damn lies
 She got bedroom eyes, carmelized apples beef patty thighs
 It ain't the brown mans fault - that the second vicil war jumped off
 Who's his boss? Implicate the source
 They got battle cruisers bigger than Cuba
 With internet 2 computers, the front man is just one of they stooges
 They control the information, they abuse it
 Noone could disprove it, resistance means your already recruited, stupid
 Identify threat within and external
 EMP blast stop the war wagon when it circle
 The keys the nuclear closet is in his upper jacker pocket
 Locked him up with a Nuwabian prophet
 The N D double A was the process
 But they been doing this brown people since posse commiatus
 Poverty migration, depopulation violations, genocide of nation
 Through the god they put faith in
 Our thoughts and spiritual energy force is wasted
 Rebirth is eliminated, we are rehypothocated
 World domination predidacted by human lab rats
 And dead cats that got ate by economic Mad Max
 Platnium before I knew what platnium was
 Got plaques, ried to exchange it for cash and got laughed at
 Not funny, still don't nothing move but the money
 If the dollar is devalued - you just another dummy
 Derivative bubbles, quasi illegitimate puzzles
 They chuckle in they bungalow till it crubmle
 If you were me, then I would be humble
 Seek out those who love you
 Seek the lord for you know he loves you
 Avoid digital voo doo and these black swan gurus
 Yeah, it's the end of the world and business as usual
 Americans ain't stupid, they're just distracted
 The good life was good for as long as it lasted
 Primary audio circuit, fait accompli emergency service
 Pay me up front for the verses
 Any currency is good as long as it can be converted
 As long as I can use it for my food item purchase
 Or any emergency purpose, religious workers travel by permit
 Mega bus merchants public transportation mergers
 Good bad and ugly, all wanna grab your money
 Brass monkey - uncle Sam be grumpy
 He make sounds like star wars Chewy
 But this ain't the movies
 Trust me - this ain't the movies
 Shell cases make beats when they touch the concrete
 You might hang from a tree if you don't got a strong fleet
 Of course we gon remember you, look what you did
 You threw America in a trash can with no lod
 Forgive and forget, woah not so fast just yet
 Rodney Dangerfield just wanted respect, from the powers
 

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05:23
Key
1
Tempo
162 BPM

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