Sick Symphonies - Cointelpro | Текст песни

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Jacken:

I fight commerce in a war to preserve the real artist
Modern music is o.k. and that’s me being modest
We’ve been crowned underground kings of the coast
Now cointelpro wants to see us ghost
‘Cause the drug lab cook up a dose of the pure
Might not move seven figures but respected the most
I’m a “Los” representative
Reception is negative
It’s a crime to be O.G. and not repetitive
The weed sedative keeps me calm to write songs
With a mind full of fine rhyme I’m the King Kong
Chaos wants me long gone, my rap style strong arm
They want to get me like Marley ‘cause I ring the alarm
It’s just like Vietnam
We’re out here in the trenches fighting a war that can’t be won
I’m a SickSide Soldier my word is my gun
We come with symphony drums and iron lungs

Crow:

It’s a top secret war against us
They’ll do whatever it takes to end us
They’re watching
Operation stopping the symphony
The industry’s got it in for me
So if I should die and old age ain’t the cause
Then the C.I.A. was involved
How do they solve their problems?
By killing those that cause them
I shot ’em with resistance
I spit it at the system
I hit them with the hate
Remember my identity
It’s enemy of the state
For the music I make
Controlling fate at our own will
I’m never still I’m overkill on a stage
Like razor blades on grenades
Blow off your legs if you’re in the way of interfering
The drug lab produce without sample clearing
I’m taking soul and psychedelic
Burn it out sell it
My music still goes down as an underground relic
Grab the jaws of the life we need to force our way inside
Blockade the doors no one here gets out alive

Cynic:

Now that we’re in we have to be more careful they know
We move a lot of units at an independent level
You know the devil if you’re not part of the establishment
Then they taxing and they taking all your assets
In our case our publishing masters and royalties
With no compassion you get dropped not loyalty
Fuck their seniority
We do our own take matters to the shows and slam
What you supposed we wouldn’t compose music
To teach all those
To our advantage we use it to free our bros you know
They plot and scheme to take out our team because we
Speak our mind and neglect what they bring
They use diseases and drugs we could decease
Mistreat the restless youth while we’re in peace
Try to control us with paranoia but we aware that
They have it all sewn up we defy them by exposing them

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