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plague (secondson & xeno) - d'anger lyrics

yo, see these hands i’m holding
a child whose eyes are rolling
a life so soon unfolding
i’m sick of this fkn world!
the latest fashion
ladies, p-ssion
daily ration world
ain’t the world
ain’t no sh-t
i ain’t giving a sh-t for those
yo, tonz of gunz – that’s heavy
yo, starving kids – that’s heavy
yo, bombs and raping, racial hating
all that sh-t that’s heavy
it’s weighting the light of mind
waiting on you waiting to find
ways you’re walking, talking
ways you listen
deaf and dumb and blind
we’re headed for danger still
ain’t nothing that’s changed for real
we only just getting closer
yo, but then most don’t wanna feel
they’re hiding behind controllers
stay remote – vote worlds of order
and seek to then pacify
then numb their brains
with no questions why
everybody that’s getting complacent
plugging into their mind-play station
can’t see beyond the wool
to then see the wolf
in what you be facing
we’re talking ’bout education here
talking ’bout raising kids in here
are you talking ’bout elevation here?
yo we’re talking ’bout…
yo we’re talking ’bout…

yo see these hands
i’m trying
[to] stop this child from dying
guns and knives are lying
telling em we got power
murder tools – murder rules
murder makes a life for you
more respect – non-forgiving
for the living – dead you get
for your word or for your stare
for the sake of living there
blood for grudges seem to square
seem to make it all seem fair
it’s a childish way i swear
man ain’t grown enough in here
human kind ain’t lost their mind
they never had it
yet to find
peace and sense in this here life
kids are born into mental strife
made confused and then stratified
ensure elites are kept satisfied
rich and poor is more than divide
it’s all control of who can survive
keep you dumb and down
watch you die
get you running round out your mind
let you run around k!ll your kind
and gun em down for their bottom line
counting pounds and them dollar signs
death for profit
it’s all design
you a customer – served in line
yeah, who’s a hustler?
victimize you
then they muzzle ya
drugs and booze to make you a guzzler
put the crush on ya
draw the juice
yeah the blood in you
education’s a salt in wounds
an intellectual -ssault on you
[you’re] not aware
and you got no clue
it’s how to scam a man
make him fool
how to plan a man work for you
make a slave
and then rule the wave
and i mean the way
to make you behave
yeah you’re a tool like the caveman made
a hunter gathering souls today
murder now is still sport and play
our forms evolved
but our mind’s the same
made to look upon life as game
man’s the prey
that you’ll hurt and maime
you’ll pay the cost
to gain fortune, fame
pay the cost to keep firm that chain
keeping you in the perfect frame
keeping you on the buring flame
leaving you without hope or aim
or hope you’re leaving
but you just came
you just ain’t about living life
you just ain’t about living right
you just ain’t about giving mind
your mind erased
yeah, we’re talkin…

- plague secondson xeno lyrics

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