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letra de ussr - qeld

[sample]
no one should ever work
work is the source of nearly all the misery in the world
any evil you care to name comes from working
or from living in a world designed for work
in order to stop suffering
we have to stop working
working, working
living in a world designed for work

[verse 1: bob savage]
… yo, your bars are really bad
so i-ran for president, ahmadinejad
yes president, peace threatening like israeli settlements
wmd, no evidence
meddling
with a karl marx reckoning
beckoning rasclarts
to start farc rebeling
…we’re maoist insurgents
loudest disturbance
blaow!
now you’re found where the he-rs- went
‘cos shit’s got real dapper
will not k!ll rappers
no gangnam style, i just kim jong il rappers
leave em feeling ‘ronery’
no stopping kony
gr-ssy knoll emcees go f-cking blow me
pro-soviet, most won’t overthrow me
invading your land for colonial trophies, oh
dictatorship rap
ahmadinejad speech, wiping you from the face of the map
listen, y-ssir arafat rap
hamas with a backpack
hammering your nasdaq
fatcats degrade us like lads mags
enslave us in rat traps
race us for fat stacks
then wait for the cash back
they’re doing crime math’matic
i walk into parliament in a suicide flak jacket
many guys can’t hack it
so they’d rather get drunk like they’re father jack hackett
godd-mnit
bob savage
dogmatic
a known russian revolutionary, kronstadt it
shop steward rap, comrade it
kush zombies dead on our feet
reds in the street
stop traffic
now i hate ya dance rappers
i ain’t a camp rapper
bobby stalin gonna go and labour camp rappers
and make em ant rappers
i’ll khmer rouge bougie dudes
and anyone who hasn’t paid their union dues

[hook]
our repertoire is ussr
plo style, got thrown out the car

[verse 2: bob savage]
ridiculous bars, these rappers here penning
you’re nicholas tsar, we’re vladimir lenin
can of beer necking, two spliffs a burning
we’ll go get our munch-on like munich in german
…now most try being topical
they think that the world’s post-ideological
blame the ‘all-seeing eye’ and it’s comical
they miss the bourgeois guys who hide behind the monocles
tropical uprising like haiti
blood bath, kronstadt bubble bath – matey
come have a go, intimidate me
guantanamo, interrogate me
lately, won’t pay for chronic
no reaganomics
linkin’ weed like abe is on it
no moron thugs like we’re nixon or george bush
war on drugs when we nick some of your kush
undead socialist spitters of rap
funded by soviets, militant tracks, and that’s
bolsheviks
holding spliffs
puffing better
rolling ouяs backwards like russian letters
i repeat
rolling em and blazing em
getting more stoned than adulterous iranians
fleeing from the state, gotta falsify my name again
bit bourne ultimatum
pitchfork that i’m raising
lit torches are chasing roman abramovic
liquid swords that i’m flailing, shogun -ss-ssin shit
no funds to splash on shit, no vladimir putin
the atmosphere can appear that we’re here losing
so be glad i’m here shooting, for the struggle of cl-sses
the poor, sick, troublesome, huddling m-sses
go grow aware again
no tony blair again
champagne socialist, no proletarian

- qeld

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