Do not!
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Thread Topic: Do not!
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f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
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Try to get your hair long. Sup?
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Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!
Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!
Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control (7 times)
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!
Yeah! Come on!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
f--- you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherf---er!
Uggh! -
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if you're lookin' for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
A Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera's eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
Or the fistagons
The bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above f--- it cut the cord
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio
Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway
Move on D.C.
Way past the days of Bombin' M.C.'s
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off 'em all out that box
It's my radio dial
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio Turn that s--- up
It has to start somewhere It has to start sometime
What better place than here, what better time than now?
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now -
Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage Incorporated -
Suicide and Redemption is playing. A good instrumental by metallica
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Corey Taylor (Slipknot))
Jumpdaf---up!
Muthaf---a u don't understand
All my hate!
Muthaf---a u don't understand
All my rage!
Muthaf---a u don't understand
All my pain!
Muthaf---a u don't understand...
You seem to sever all my frequencies
I'm tethered to your energies
And everything turns inside out
I can't be killed but I'm not too proud
Maybe you would like to peek through the curtain
At the same mistake you know you always make
But...all I really want to know is
Are you gonna lay the f--- back down
Or jump da f--- up?
Walking in da streets and looking at all this s---
I'm full of hate, don't f--- with me
Walking in da streets and looking at all this s---
Open up your eyes and f---ing see
We got the tribe against society
We got to fight the real enemy
Get da f--- up, stand da f--- up
Back da f--- up
All this is making things a bit insane
And I don't care who stares or stays
The only thing that matters is
Will you reach out if you can't resist?
Maybe you don't give a s--- for the rest of us
But if you do, the time is now, if it ever was
If you're gonna fight, whatcha gonna do?
Jump da f--- up!
How dare you single out my honesty
Compare me to your travesties
I only want to see you fight
The darkness you wanna live your life by
And if you're gonna quit
I don't give a s---
What the f---, I'm a Mack truck
Are you gonna give up like a b----
Or jump da f--- up?
Walking in da streets and looking at all this s---
I'm full of hate, don't f--- with me
Walking in da streets and looking at all this s---
Open up your eyes and f---ing see
We got the tribe against society
We got to fight the real enemy
Get da f--- up, stand da f--- up
Muthaf---aaaaaaaarrggghhhh
I'm a self-destructive piece of s---
Smear me in
I don't owe you a goddamn thing
This life has never had the swing
I don't wanna be immortal or legend or anything
Cuz the longer I'm alive, the better off you'll be
Get ready for epitome, come on and pity me...
Will you kill me if I say please?
I'm the same old reasons not to try
What the hell
Beat to death with a shovel and a new smell
Come and get me, mom would never let me do it
I'm ruined, I don't want anything from you
Cuz I've got nothing left to prove, c'mon
My time, everything feels fine, goodbye
Killing from the inside -
Someone should die. That would make it very interesting.
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The Eagles are good. Finally someone good. Two in a row I think.
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I went outside to take a walk
So I could relive memories
I thought that you would lend a hand
But you were never ever there
It's all in your mind
You do what you wanna do
Your promises are all played out
You've got your wish you've worn me down
I treated you the best I could
I realize that I don't need you
I lost my way when you left home
I thought that you could change your life
What did I do why do you lie
You've walked back in my hands are tied
I'm tired I'm so damn angry
With you
Your not gonna change
I see who you really are
Your promises your promises
They're all played out
Your so played out your so played out
There all played out -
She seems dressed in all the rings
Of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious
She continues to see it
Climatic hands that press
Her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home
Forever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
She is everything and more
The solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia bathed in possession
She is home to me
I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse
But the stress is astounding
It's now or never she's coming home
Forever
Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)
Hard to say what caught my attention
Fixed And crazy, Aphid Attraction
Carve my name in my face, to recognize
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
(Yeah!)
I'm a slave, and I am a master
No restraints and, unchecked collectors
I exist through my need, to self oblige
She is something in me, that I despise
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
SHE ISN'T REAL!
I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!
SHE ISN'T REAL!
I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!
(She isn't real, I can't make her real)
(She isn't real, I can't make her real) -
Who can it be now?
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I know I don't know that I know.
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when you've gone about things all wrong
bury them here,
with the lifetime you would never regret
in savoring sleep,
what do you mean i toss
and turn everywhere?
i'll miss you when you're gone
in pretending that you meant
the world to me
with that you'd call me a liar
and in the making mistakes
you'll rest incomplete
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad,
i write you in this letter (i'll be moving on) that states
when the new days begun (new days begun)
forget your son when he's out on his own
when the hand reads 7:30
and your night begins to sink
in the short but faster fall
anxious but calm retort
to a mirror that frames your face
baring the finest swell
when the day begins to break
like the tears that run across your cheek
stand straight and imagine you then
in the things and the way they could have been
when the thoughts they race across your chin
here in the Neverend
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad,
i write you in this letter (i'll be moving on) that states scratched through
when the new days begun (new days begun)
forget your son when he's out on his own
point your gun in another direction
now that you've cried yourself to sleep
point your gun in another direction
now that you've cried yourself to sleep
here in there after the fire
(before you walk home) peace and figuring will he be home again?
(signal loss and stereo) with wide open windows will she be waiting for
(the sounds surround the overpass) with severed arm placement when the day's dark, old and dead
(a dead man against you) we'll write her a letter with long time passing
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad,
i write you in this letter (i'll be moving on) that states
when the new days begun (new days begun)
don't forget son when he's out on his own
point your gun in another direction
now that you've cried yourself to sleep
point your gun in another direction
now that you've cried yourself to sleep
here in there after the fire
after the fire
(i'll be home to say i love you and i'll be moving on)
and I'll be bigger
and I'll be bigger -
Die to live again
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