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payday monsanto - dance to illuminati (tricked) lyrics

“what is at stake is more than one small country, it is a big idea.”

let’s celebrate the new world order…

“a new world order”

dance to illuminati…

“of diverse nations”

dance to illuminati (dance to illuminati) i’ll make you dance to illuminati ((i’ll make you dance to illuminati)) ((we gonna make ’em dance to illuminati)) ((we gonna make ’em)) ((they gonna move they body))

i never wanted to merc n0body, all i wanted to do, was make sh+t kick like karate. now, i’m gettin’ warm with ‘ya clowns, back from meditation, now i got the formula down pat, like medication. all ‘ya people wanna hear is a hook, i got one on every page, in every line in my book. my style’s shine divine, with a power to compell a nation, n+ggas like me’ll take your souls, and elevate them. onto a whole ‘nother level, they talk hard about the power of god, as they stroll with the devil. these self+righteous c+cksuckers better stop with these, they go back like rocking chairs, with mephistopheles. everything i ever spat was buckwild, quote it. now, i’m supposed to dumb the sh+t down, like a child wrote it? for rich, or poor, i’m gonna stay in ‘ya little ass, and make these fake rappers disappear like middle+class. you’ve been tricked…

yeah, yeah…they makin’ me say uncle, college educated, ’bout to re+up on a bundle. lookin’ for some work, poundin’ the pavement in the jungle. but, it’s so dilapidated, and they made the sh+t to crumble. so what, what? what am i to do? for 10 dollars an hour, they can shower in my pool. (f+ck ’em) ooh+weee, free for a minute, it’s been a while, style is infinite. you’ve been tricked, but mentally conditioned, they call me captain hook, i’ll cut the verse off like a chicken. i treat my beats like my b+tches, they can either get a d+ckin’ they crotch, or take a l!ckin’ (f+ck ’em) you’ve been tricked, (yea) i think it’s worth repeatin’, you been knockin’ on my door dressed up, and you ain’t treatin’. rappers are whack, i thought you would have had enough of this, they sound like they snortin’ more smack than snuffleupagus…

these days is critical, some people pierce they genitals, and color they hair blue, to be an individual. it’s a shame, some of these rappers at the prom, now. they lyrics copy percussion, the drum follows my rhyme style. i’m spittin’ fire pal, like i’m sellin’ bongs, now. pigs are breakin’ in my house, like tommy chong, now. i’ll break thru on a thunderous scale, they gonna want payze under the jail, for real. f+ck 3 verses, i’ll sum it up with 4 bars. the last time i sat on my nuts, i seen more stars, than i did at the source awards, call in you’ll get more rewards…you’ve been tricked…

(dance) come on, come on, dance to illuminati…(dance) come on, come on, you know you wanna move ‘ya body…(dance) come on, come on, dance to illuminati…(dance) shake that ass, girl. i thought you comin’ thru to party?
come on, come on, dance to illuminati…come on, come on, you know you wanna move ‘ya body…come on, come on, dance to illuminati…shake that ass, girl. i thought you comin’ thru to party? (thru to party)
“a big idea, a new world order. where diverse nations are drawn together in common cause, to achieve universal aspirations of mankind, which is to secure freedom, and the rule of law.”
“out of these troubled times, our 5th objective, a new world order, can emerge.”
“now, we can see a new world order coming into view.”
“a world in which there is a very real prospect of a new world order.”

you’ve been tricked, (laughs) they got you on a leash, now. your state in inundated with military police, now. droppin’ big bombs, in the name of peace, while they in the midst of lockin’ down the streets. you’ve been tricked, hoodwinked & bamboozled, they’ve gobbled up ‘ya services, now they can’t use you. these international bankers got visions, they bringin’ slave+labor to the prisons. you’ve been tricked…

+all quotes are george h. w. bush

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