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feat deadly hunta diabolic - modern day future (feat. deadly hunta) - diabolic lyrics

[george carlin talking]

yeah, sooner or later the people in this country are gonna realize the government does not give a f-ck about them,
government doesn’t care about you, or your children, or your rights, or your welfare, or your safety,
it simply doesn’t give a f-ck about you.
it’s interested in its own power, that’s the only thing, keeping it and expanding it wherever possible…

[diabolic]

i aint no ‘conscious political rapper’
i just say real sh-t.

[verse 1]

i see the truth in lies,
music let you see it through my eyes,
its do or die, kill or be killed; choose you’re sides,
i may just shoot the five, or maybe shoot the 5,
cops cruisin’ by my block rockin suits and ties,
i lead the likes of freedom fighters full of foolish pride,
pale horse, close as you and i since william cooper died,
unified front, guns to the sky: drunk,
screaming at the top of my lungs,
you only die once!
living on the edge, mission torn to shreds,
pigeon on the ledge, had to snitch and warn the feds,
but i was born and bred to give the blind some higher learning,
and the tides are turning like a drunk driver tires swerving,
this aint no quiet sermon, see i’m an irish/german,
genes spliced with tyler durden, fighting till i die for certain,
so take a look into my eyes, you’ll see the fire’s burning,
and afterwards let’s reveal the guy behind the curtain.

[hook: deadly hunta]

witness the modern slavery,
forget the chain and whip, them full of sh-t
wanto tag we with the microchip
this a modern slavery,
why don’t you open your eyes?
and realize…
were living in a modern day slavery,
they give us crack and gun,
to kill each other in the slum
while their dictating fascism
modern day slavery,
it’s them wolfs in disguise,
oh yeah, yeah…

[verse 2]

while bush throws the h-rns of satan,
i see the wars he’s waging,
like he owes a mortgage payment to some oil corporation,
and what my daughter’s facing makes me wanna stop rhyming,
and start stock piling glock nines and rock climbing,
corrupted presidents, disappearing evidence,
and symbols that could represent the future in the present tense,
i tried to talk to god from a crucified position,
but then i lost my job, now im loosing my religion,
some alcoholic slob on a suicidal mission,
against the odds, nothing to lose but my conviction
and to you politicians living in your fathers sh-ll,
i hope you rot in h-ll, sharing geoffrey dahmer’s cell,
i hope he eats you while you alive and gotta yell,
and your fate repeats eternally on stage at rock the bells,
so everybody else can get a taste of retribution,
when generation x is laughing through your execution.

[hook: deadly hunta]

[diabolic talking]

now’s not the time for picket signs,
or letters to your senator and etcetera
if you love your children, if you love yourself,
you’ll throw down the f-cking hand that’s dealt,
and cut the puppet strings attached to your life.
f-ck it! see you in h-ll m-th-f-cka!

- feat deadly hunta diabolic lyrics

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