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replicator (of futurology) - breach of the peace lyrics

[refrain]
it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
what peace?
what peace?

it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
what peace?
what peace?

[verse 1: replicator]
these towers stand strong, long after the stories have faded and those who made it have vacated the faded payments
chasing a sense of urgency imprinted in genetics
my hands are trembling and frenetic as i attempt to pencil pleasant sentiment
know the environment you’re meddling
better than the hand that holds the product that you’re pedaling
the hand that used to feed us was torn off and ripped to pieces
pocketed for safekeeping and sold off to keep us breathing
with eyes wide open i spy four omens
in low terrace housing herding us all in
mad cows bicker and shout without a fl!cker of doubt
and those that louder it gets drowned out
so stay proud or you beat yourself up
regardless we’re f-cked, [?] so just shuffle through the mud
no love, no jobs
we’re all sinners sitting indifferent ‘cause there is no god
and no future, no past
no equity and no cash
the severity on this patch of land
poverty administrated by the invisible hands
we are your target market, we are your p-ssive consumers
a decimal and profit margins while underneath it all still human
building a movement to dismantle this prison
but wisdom isn’t written, it’s spat with the rhythm so intrinsic
how do you live is a witness to this injustice
you’re not one to fix this confliction, you f-ck withs
you can’t touch this, an emcee that hits the nail on the head every breath
now my death we spend [?] breaking necks
go from strength to strength when i spit at length
and i’ll never end to the system, division is turned on its head
the blessed text leave you vexed, screaming “yes yes, y’all”
so connect with my effervescent drawl
i’m runnin’ laps ‘round the c-nts that act dumb
just relax, once i’m done you can have fun
but let me grab your ear for a minute and once i finish, you try and tell me that you’re not conflicted
it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
what peace?

[refrain]
it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
what peace?
what peace?

it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
what peace?
what peace?

[verse 2: johnny cypher]
some days i feel ever depressed, yes
but then i regress
i’m taking a second to guess whatever it is that’s been making me sick in the chest
imagine myself in years from now, drinking [?], listening to evanescence and smoking a whole pack of benson hedges
check the percentage off my best successes
compared to my early mentions, i’m [?] better attention to my friends’ suggestions
than any particular person’s pretentious message
that’s a test of venting, difficult sessions, were they predestined to live in oppression?
guess i’ll be sure that [?]
fake your opinion, i’m venting expression
[?] i’m mending attention
fitting the test if i set the [?] on fire
people to me normally get arrested
harboring for selling herbal essences, the intent to dull the senses
sometimes i wait for the similar sentence
my pen is within a stage of an invention
if i could get done for possession in my field experiment
no discretion about the hemp profession
if i either triple debt percentage selling for concessions an extra second, to the less segmented
so far that the only freshman left is trying to govern the [?] without defending the right to a pension
f-ck, to hit my blessing
since then i’ve been mending my laptop, what i use to [?] all my [?] intentions
post them online with a rare connection
i wonder if it was all deception
were we not just caught pretending to ourself?
it was all a big lie, but with all that on, none of us knew it
had the chance to evolve our culture from the ground up and we blew it
once the computers fixed so we’re fully equipped to start a net
while [?] again but to stem my worries so foolish with it
people these days are either angry or dead
and the only ones left living anything similar to the lives that we once lived have turned their backs, as quickly as they turn c0ke
left eleven islands in orbit while the rest of the world choke, no
thirty million minutes sold
me and replicator growing in the old souls

[refrain]
it’s a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
a breach of the peace
what peace?
what peace?
what peace?

it’s a breach of the peace

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