PRINCE PO - Machine Rages lyrics
rate me[Intro:]
The time, time, time is 2009
The location, planet Earth!
Bullshit motherfuckers don’t talk about
They knew shit, knew shit, knew shit!
Rages!
Our ...of survival, and quick... of injustice
We raise your profile and the human rights won’t crush us
Plus the political corruption got people demanding answers
Nobody gives a fuck no more than either taking chances.
Flip that quarter quick, coping stacks from centuries
Put one in the chamber, had to pack between the branches
Government money ... like spreading cancers
The World Trade disaster was just a worst cash investors.
Neglected too much, office .. and back on campus
To take in this out loud is just to ease the pain
While we continue to ask why, still know answers
But I know you can’t embrace the sun, and I believe in rain.
Fuckers digging up dirt are causing these avalanches
The people put in work, but can’t make it against me.
Young mothers struggling with hungry babies and shitty pampers
So the world should understand being a slave ain’t sweet
Hook:
That’s why it’s rage against God, machines
It’s rage against God, machines
The lies of propaganda got me ready to scream!
I refuse to bury the dream
Return democracy, plotting the genes of property
Got a lot of hostility, it’s more than the crème!
Two swamps of the struggle is sand storms and scandals
A monk’s whore among us will ... label us as vandals
Separating racist believes, stating the nation
Using tax, paying money for gambling and taking vacation
Start from the fuss like Spitzer
Drinking old hoes, how would one sudden afford of education?
But won’t allow fellows, but focus on occupation
Trying to leave us down and hopeless, boxed in the Matrix.
Got backs against the wall, rebellious is the gun drawn
Looking at the millions who’re starving, you’ve done wrong!
Choosing a... in this modern day...
Another ... for the child runs in the arms.
Police don’t serve and protect, them beasts is a threat
They fought East serving death, I walk in peace in Tibet.
I’m wiping off the scars and the youth is getting old
Blood, sweat, and tears, grease loose wet
Back from my rap face, literal ...
Addicted to morphine, trapped in the capsule
Honorable discharge, the scar and...
Officers full of shit, jaws burn like roaches
Me and Strap lacking medical insurance
Civilians are getting jacked, rebels sad and notorious.
Full body armed up in this state of emergency
Twelve digits started blast and back at the perjury.
Hook:
Against the machine!
That’s why it’s rage against God, machines
It’s rage against God, machines
The lies of propaganda got me ready to scream!
I refuse to bury the dream
Return democracy, plotting the genes of property
Got a lot of hostility, it’s more than the crème!
