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letra de alarm clock (robots prt 4) - coal cash

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f-cking robots f-cking robots

the most slept on but rep the upper echelon/ i’ve gone beyond ya best spitting the white threat of defcon/ so never rest on the death that we express on / gone through ballistic vests like my bullets are dressed in teflon

i press on till i’ve gone p-sses the brink of hope / thrown in the kitchen sink do toast ya drink if you think i’m dope/ i poke the pink and broke from links of the missing chain/ came to stain the soap and cut it close when i’m switching lanes

i wish my pain to migraine the brain of fake f-cks/ destruct their frame of mind cause it’s p-ssed the time they wake up/ so take nuts to the chin you grin with b-lls deep/ leap to steep falls i walk the halls while you all sleep

you call sheep part of your kin i’m an artisan / to little midget traits i’m really great like madmartigan / so start again your core is fronting like their on top/ i think the snooze b-tton f-cking stuck on your alarm clock

chorus
better wake up, the industry’s the great pretender/ bending the straight to rape um with the g-y agenda / to be a member they will enter you through ya -n-l stretch / it’s all a fable what the label wants the label gets

heads claiming their woke but they out of order mentally / while i’ve been cooking dope for the past quarter century / sensory slow pokes dropping jokes like they knew something/ fronting eagerly, while repeatedly hitting snooze b-ttons /

the news stuffing propaganda through media/ leading ya slobs to h-ll, pavlov’s bell where their feeding ya / either you calibrate or calculate what they allocate / or the better trait of valor won’t validate for what you salivate

wakey wakey what have you done for me lately /so greatly i’ve become i know that some of you hate me / cuz baby i’m the one that make you b-ms have to really work/ you get sonned as a crumb i show the sum of what ya really worth /

they feel the verse like a flash back from the golden era / platinum age rap in a way of the unspoken terror / promoting the heresy of culture that wouldn’t merit me / is terribly illogical in need of psychological therapy/

(chorus)x2

jimmy iovine been f-cking doctor dre and eminem / many man on their way to c-ck buffets being feminine / never been what they say it mod ghey how they enter men / and pretend it’s ok cause they get paid to be tender friends

veterans on display, it’s no joking they been pole smoking / throat choking for cash spreading their -ss to keep their hole open/ it’s so broken a culture that you thought was great / is fake full of posers booty gofers that are over paid

know the way, i did this to expose the g-y / it stays the owners abode they make the mold and control what’s played/ it’s age old, they trade souls at cross roads /enforce codes of conduct for constructs that their thoughts hold

there boss told um infiltrate shape societal plans / pedovors maniacal they ate children’s pineal glands / undeniable scam they either ran or bought the label / it azazel casters cursing masters on the alter table

it’s more then fatal they able to evoke from h-ll / spells that you’ll promote they’ll make coat from your broken sh-ll / hope you rebel devil seated in the catholic church/ works keep you acrid another captive that they trapped on earth /

rappers thirst to have worth catered lavishly / tragedy initiated indoctrinated to f-ggotry / with full capacity in pro mo for your voracity/ a h-m- factory turn out hoes for the hatchery/

haberdasherys of skinny jeans to sun dresses / c-m neckless sc-m who have become a bunch of bun stretchers / it’s done reckless lecherous b-ms who tongue peakers / among effort to plumb any one who wants a spun record

the dumb rep it and accept it as the newest trend / defend um as there crew like every thing the spew is true to them/ they do pretend and in the end you confuse it when/ it’s stems from the members of g-y agendas who are scr-w-ng men

they do attend banquets with marina abramovic / anonymous demeanor pizza a wieners for obama’s click/ the bottom brick witches and warlock are like the morlocks/ a flock of predavors picking immortality’s door lock

ignore not insidious plots of the evil shown / know to needle cerebrals siphoning people of adrenochrome /need a clone they got you stored by your dna / doj runs it and their funded by the cia

that’s one hundred, from (sum it / summit )that’s a true pundits/ it grew pungent to expunge it’s the new inc-mbent/ through london it the vatican controlling panic / it’s so satanic schematics of unholy havoc

totally tragic they attract it with hollywood magic / match it to polyamorous so glamorous camera can catch/ lets attach it to these pedophiles ya wishing well/ h-ll its what they building and they f-cking k!lled chris cornel

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