Man Made Ways

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Stand up and fight, for you know we are right
 We must strike at the lies that have spread like disease through our minds
 Some of you are going to die
 Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide
 It's mind control, they've stolen my mind
 I used to have the mind of a revolutionary now it's dead
 Cause the Devil got these images that's dancing in my head
 If I don't take these pills then I can't get out of bed
 And I gotta pay the bills so I gotta take my meds
 That's what the voice says, it was never there before
 It was another voice that's telling me you're a father, you're a husband
 The argument is hard to win, it leads to more discussion
 Every other thought is rushing like it's fucking water busting
 I've been sleeping with the TV cause I left it on
 Pass out from the Xani bars licking chicken szechuan
 Broken fingers figure shit I think it must've kept em gone
 Otherwise I'm like a ticking effin bomb weapon drawn
 Pace around the floor freaking every creak I'm stepping on
 Thought I heard the cops coming no I must've guessed it wrong
 Flip the stations all around, nothing but deception on
 I don't know what's real or not, hear I'm planning methadone
 Look I've never been mistaken for the social type
 Overnight mix and match meds and get the potion right
 Name it I take it I took it I baked it cooked it and ate it
 Like God made it till I'm crooked
 Psycho pharmaceuticals rebooted my brain
 My death is stained by whatever's fun, the proof in my veins
 So when I took it I stare at my reflection like it's throwing threats in my direction
 Now I look at life and cope like any addict
 Might be an addict by candlelight
 Every shade drawn, every day's dawn good and gone as I write
 You can bet it's like street corner hustling
 FDA muscle in funnelling cash into new epidemics
 They usher in mass produced pain
 Paranoia that they mask with their lawyers and brass
 Next stop poisonous gas, chill the citizen's strain
 Chain smoke stacks burn us to ash
 We living in them days of the manmade ways
 They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
 I'm about to rebel, we all slaves in the system
 We're dying over money and relying on religion
 We living in them days of the manmade ways
 They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
 I'm about to rebel, we all slaves in the system
 We're dying over money and relying on religion
 I used to have the mind of a revolutionary but it's gone
 I'm dishevelled, I'm a rebel, I'm a devil with a bomb
 As I settle every motherfucking ghetto has a song
 Put the metal to my temple when I wrestle with Saddam
 Yeah you see the mind control divide your soul
 I rhymed it though in '94 but no
 Y'all ain't listened to anything I was telling y'all
 About the biochip inside you and impending war
 I run over you fucking devils like I'm Mendenhall
 Overseas they dying young, they sending y'all
 The cash system is dead, y'all just pretend to ball
 Glocks and clips, apocalypse repent or fall
 Do y'all believe in the birth of a nation?
 I call it control, they call it coercive persuasion
 Yeah all of them serpents of Satan
 I'mma build a bomb shelter, only let the persons of faith in
 We live a harsh reality, get our brains washed out with filthy water
 Caught up in the thrill of boarders walk among the killing quarters
 I form a line of obsessive aggressive ill New Yorkers
 Who build a fortress on top of bodies with rigor mortis
 We saw this coming, history repeats and beats its sword
 The difference is now businesses are center of disease control
 Diabetes, VDs, cancer, and AIDS
 Increasing the obesity as if we cannot be saved
 Faced with their paranoia avoid the call to actions in arms
 Engaged the act of warriors we all paying taxes for bombs
 They taxing the farms, the labourers make minimum wage
 Here in the States them owners sick, they're paying women as slaves
 It's the beginning of phase 8, new decade and new plot
 They sit and create plagues, inject us with flu shots
 Behaviour reform informs away from the norm
 It's mind control, define your soul decide your faith or get gone
 We living in them days of the manmade ways
 They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
 I'm about to rebel, we all slaves in the system
 We're dying over money and relying on religion
 We living in them days of the manmade ways
 They brainwashing us, it's America's plan
 I'm about to rebel, we all slaves in the system
 We're dying over money and relying on religion
 We living in them days of the manmade ways
 

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Duration
05:44
Key
1
Tempo
182 BPM

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