Dope D.O.D. - 15 Blaow!!! | Текст песни

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[Chorus]
(2x)Blaow!
We are the inmatez that spit hate!
Blaow! We are the wardenz that warn em
Blaow! We are the shellshocked on cellblockz
The light fades slow, when ya hear the gate close...

[Skits]
Starz aligning with the dark asylum
where lawz of gravity, cuz harsh confinement
Smog and sirenz, hope ya got ya license
Registration, Identification and occupation
Cuz we are wrong and righteous
We spawned a generation
This is the celebration Illuminati likes us
Time to pay the piper
Here’z a demonstration
Why we live by the unforgiving code of silence
We open fire, on those that attempt to break it
Remember faces, in thiz biz you wont retire
Your a fly trapped in our worldwideweb
With no choice but to worship the holy spiderz...

(Your a fly trapped in our worldwideweb
With no choice but to worship the holy spiderz...)

[Jay]
Let me tell you why we dominate
It’z not to set the planet straight
We operate in wayz
Violate the democratic statez
The candidatez will pretend like they care about your problemz
That’z how we got my nigga in the oval office
See it’z a tight circle
I’m bilderbergs worst dude
No clue of what we do
But it doez concern you
we the onez control the music business
we the onez who came up with that fishdick joke and niggaz ripped it
we the onez made you brainless
We the onez who made MTV famous
And still got you paying
You dumb motherfuckerz
I’m sending all your kidz to the east and you love it
My system is perfect can nobody touch me
My toolz of deception are the banks and the money
Remember it was us or chestrate that whole day w/ em 2 planez
Nobody was save the fuel flamez popped their membranez like... BLOAW!

[Chorus]
(2x)Blaow!
We are the inmatez that spit hate!
Blaow! We are the wardenz that warn em
Blaow! We are the shellshocked on cellblockz
The light fades slow, when ya hear the gate close...

[Skits]
Isolated struggle, I’m so alone
Stuck inside a cell like a Y-chromosome
I’m trapped behind barz that I write on the wall
I never see a guard or hear life in the hall
They feed me lotz of medication that'z hard to ingest
Every passing day, iz another carve in the flesh
It’z hard to express in any wordz what is wrong with me!
A life sentence iz the summary...

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