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letra de terran - mk-1 (rapper)

how does the dirt f-cking taste, motherf-cker?
how does the dirt f-cking taste, motherf-cker?

kenneth copeland smiles, you have arrived
at the zenith, them sheets is ready, sleep between it
as keen as you can be, we have taped the tapestry
our harvest is your labor, makes up for the make believe
single eye, monocle vision, all your prophets
tear out your veins, this that string and all of the copper
into the socket, crack rock, fill your shots with
your fellow man’s blood, we ain’t even try to botch it
huh, guns to the sky
hold gods hostage, you can’t level with some rebels
mud-brought up, we need all your hands and
all your offsprings, milking us their blood
that’s that process, a generation of fathers
incinerate solders to cage their daughters
and sons. bunch of slaves on the run
man dug his grave. man isn’t done

welcome home, terran

state your business, do it, leave
rake your profits, be the profit, use it, leave
rape the land, sow your seed with hubris, leave
bake the planet, sh-t the seas, you should leave
if a chance was given you would leave, please
you would pay for lies, knowing truth is free
you should leave, armageddon soon to be
you should leave, the movies dream and music bleeds
you should leave, you can see
stupid you, stupid me
why would you believe?
spilling guts from the belly of the beast, you could feast
on me or the machine, but that’s a reach
they eat blacks for a k!lling
i curry munch and feed bats to my children
baby boys wind up dead on the shore
rest be assured, there’s a shorting circuit on the floor
honor k!lled the brown girl
blood drenched burls, will you ever come around, world?

welcome home, terran

- mk 1 rapper

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