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letra de live from po'land - the lost talent

[the lost talent]

bringing to you live
how can anybody survive in this wicked society ?
where everybody is telling you “why”
you a punk, you won’t win
you are dumb, you will sin
you are just like them…
so f-ck that !
that’s why i cut off from everybody
i’m gon’ show them i’m better in everything
i’m gonna spit like beretta or mac or tech 9(tech n9ne)
i’ll drop bodies, i’ll take mine. god d-mn it !
here we have folks living in past
that’s the worse cause we can’t move on
that’s the curse since we’ve been through war
but war stories and veterans are taking over the lead role
and the leader of this nation, for me – is unknown
i know this dude shaved his mustache or something
but the government f-cked up !
they steal too much and don’t give back none !
roads full of holes, same as their hearts i guess
well-being here is a f-cking joke !
and you are suppose to feel safe around your own
but the law come in on your lawn and take your f-cking home
they will shut your business
take you to prison… temporarily
and make you a witness… no evidence they need
you will bleed ! they will laugh !
they will prosecute you, use you !
but you’ve done nothing bad
so they will keep you in a lag
for a couple of years
so when you walk out, you will have nothing of your own except for tears!
everybody is a christian here
they think they act like
but honestly they don’t know how to act right
slaves to a superst-tion
and slaves to the religion
and the church is getting money off these stupid people
we live in a stupid system
pray, vote, go to prison and die with no wisdom
and the f-cking priests are f-cking kids
that’s f-cking sick !
i don’t want to continue to spit
about none of that sh-t !

[kaveman]

i’m the caveman, a godd-mn neanderthal
but i’m surrounded by so many r-t-rds my brain feels too powerful
i’m a land connection, they a dial-up modem
country where neolithic man feels smart must be so d-mn rotten
this is poland biatch, the average iq of fifty
gonna keep drinking and smoking till i reach the age of sixty
then i’m gon’ retire, run to the social welfare office
complain how small my check is then run off and get p-ssed!
think to be a lethal weapon, when using my fists
break a wrist, then find out my diaper is full of p-ss
and something else too, resembling pudding
my victim im gonna sue, cause i’m a hate filled b-tch that hates jews!
this is the polish mentality, complete f-cking insanity
gotta hate every race to live in this godd-mn reality
hating germans for the holocaust, hating jews its a lost cause
if hitler were your boss and general you would be a n-z- most feral!
we got skinheads aplenty, sn0bs and hipsters too
you pieces of sh-t i f-cking hate you!
as you’re rolling around in your new bmw
talking on speaker phone as my face turns a red hue
gonna sn-tch that iphone from yo hand, smack you first rate
next time you get a call only yo -ss will vibrate!

hey mr officer, why you looking at me
not making eye contact, you scared that much i can see
cause you know i’m big, got my hoodie got my knife
you rather pick on lil stoners cause u scared of yo petty life
bet if i was smaller, looked a bit more intoxicated
you’d see easy bait, yo danger meter wouldn’t have fluctuated
but now that i’m roaming around with mah n-ggas looking tough
keep yo eyes down b-tch, find some graffiti artists to cuff!
cause its about to get rough, when darkness falls in my hood
yo mamma told you, eat yo vegetables and be good
cause with yo lights always flashing and sirens be blaring
i’m blending in blackness, tonight yo brains ill be sharing with mah homeboys

- the lost talent

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