letras.top
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de slave plantation - payday monsanto

Loading...

south tower, moron…
explosions…
what’re you, stupid?

you’ve been assaulted by a moral temptation you could never resist, they laced a devilish plot with a heavenly twist. i’ve been studying these demons since ’76, the dice are loaded, the game is readily fixed. you can bet they own all of the horses in the race, both fighters in the bout, all judges in the case, pay dummies play-money, to stay funny in the place, if you see bill maher, punch him in his f-cking facе. you’re jester sеrvant & slave, i’m not, i’ll tell ‘ya, whether queen bee tricks, or david rockefeller in the times, talkin’ ’bout his china visit, praising mao zedong, and the sixty million murders, he committed. they’ve been plannin’ for your future, and it’s not that pretty, they intend to usher you into a compact city. and, fund the operation with the riches, from your taxes. halliburton’s diggin’ ditches for the masses…

and, it’s a grave situation…
unh, huh, huh…
you’re just a slave on their plantation…
unh, unh, unh, unh,unh…

if you only knew, my brother…
what they plannin’ to do to you…
your sister, your son, and mother…
your father, and daughter, too…
i’m so sad to see aaron russo’s gone, but i’m glad his legacy will continue on. yes, he left a precious treasure that will surely endure, he gave us warnings we can’t afford to ignore…

and, it’s a grave situation…
unh, unh, unh…
you’re just a slave on their plantation…
unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh…

(payday making drumming sounds)

you must resist, if they try to put that thing in your wrist, if you fail to comply, then they turning off your chip. wanna protest a war? they ain’t saying that you can’t, but they’ll get you twenty years in a forced-labor camp…
alot of m-th-f-ckas wanna malign me for what i’m singing, but i don’t give a d-mn, you see the knowledge that i’m bringing? that’ll be vindicated, sooner or later, you try to expose these criminals, they painting you as the traitor. they’ve implemented a grand plan to ruin, and they’ll murder you, if you understand what they’re doin’. they wanna put you on a slave plantation, and it’s game over, once they microchip the population. ’cause they’ll have all the information they wish, and if they wish, they’ll delete it, with the flip of a switch. globalists wanna take you for a ride, if you’re middle-class, ’cause you’ve been a th-rn in their side. international bankers praise the devil superb, as they consolidate the wealth, through the federal reserve. and, it’ll happen with your help, i ain’t bluffin’, all you got to do, is continue to do nothin’…

and, it’s a grave situation…
unh, huh, huh…
you’re just a slave on their plantation…
unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh…

(payday humming the beat)

just a slave on a global-plantation…
just a slave…
you’re just a slave on a global-plantation…
don’t misbehave…

these phony christians be concealing they levels, got the people worshipin’ jesus, while they kneelin’ with devils. they view the whole general population as rabbits, on a m-th-f-ckin’ treadmill, chasin’ a carrot. buyer beware of the sh-t they sellin’ you, it’s the exact opposite, know what they tellin’ you. they wanna treat you with the deadliest pill, if you knew the half, baby you’d be ready to k!ll. wake up!

you’re just a slave on a global-plantation, until you understand the situation…
you’re just a slave…
it’s a grave situation…

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...