1. |
Unpatriotic
02:39
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Their soldiers marching off again
They're not coming back
Support the destruction
Don't be unpatriotic
Running low on prosperity
Where's the peace you promised?
Running low on equality
But don't speak out against it
They're talking him up again
Must want a wall pretty bad
Support discrimination
Don't be unpatriotic
Running low on diversity
I thought segregation ended
Running low on equality
But don't speak out against it
Can't afford no education
Too broke to know how bad I got it
Support stupidfication
And don't be unpatriotic
Running low on money
Gotta pay my taxes
And pay the people who kill you
So don't speak out ag...
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2. |
Put Me In (Your Head)
03:08
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Hear your master
Rise now
If you want my favors
rise now
Right now
Right
Now (haha)
Oh yeah
I got your number poor rich
(Yes I do)
They're sick of your shit
So go ahead and count your stack
Ain't no coming back from this
Right now
Now
Right Now
Right now
There should be nothing
But me in your head
Double murder in South St. Louis
Two women were shot and killed just before noon today
FOX News Chris Regnier has more on how police
Tracked down a person of interest, in this case, so quickly
We are just outside central patrol here
On North Jefferson
Police speaking here earlier about this
Latest violence
Investigators have not yet released the names of the two women
Who were killed
But they do say
They were in their mid twenties to early thirties
We also know
There was one person in custody
At this hour
This all unfolded just before noon
On Michigan
Near Gasconade
There should be nothing
Right now
I suspect some of you are going to be surprised at the subject of this telecast
I believe with all of my heart that rock and roll music is a contributing factor to our juvenile delinquency of today
Well why don't you tell them what I'm doing so they don't worry
He's constantly mean and nasty to us and I worry for his soul
Say look kid you behave you're not gonna listen to that garbage in my house or I'm gonna tear it up and break those records
Yeah well my dad said he was gonna kill me too
My dad said he was gonna break all f the fingers on my hands so I couldn't play guitar anymore
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3. |
Talking Shit
01:59
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Well he's just a little twerp
And you make that little twerp behave
I'm trying to curb my mind
I'm trying not to go to Hell
I don't know if Hell is real
But I know there's gonna be hell to pay
Your talking shit
Is gonna send me to a place
And I don't want to go
No no no
But you keep pushing
I'm gonna jump
I'm on the edge
Oh!
I'm trying to control my hate
I'm trying to control my love
I don't know if love is real
But I know I hate when you try to control me
Your talking shit
Is gonna send me to a place
And I don't want to go
No no no
Man you keep pushing
And I'm gonna jump
I'm on the edge
Oh!
They all pressing on my buttons
They all pressing on my nerves
I don't know what to do
But I know I gotta do something
Your talking shit
Is gonna send me to a place
And I don't want to go
No no no
You keep pushing
I'm gonna push back
I'm on the edge
Oh!
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4. |
Promised Money
04:09
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If you missing money
From my hand
You ain't clocked it
I don't want to hear your speech
You made a promise to the people
But look at all the people in the street
Who realize your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
While promised money
Burning holes in my pockets
I'm sleeping under winter trees
You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)
Trip over the blood
From the people you ain't mopped yet
I think I can hear their screams
He kicked the bucket
You replaced him in the pulpit
I don't want to hear you preach
You're full of lies your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
But promised money
Burning holes in my thoughts and
I can really go for a drink
You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show
Are these bare feet
A dime bag and a nice glass piece
Follow 'round every ground that I meet
What do I do
Promised money burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes
Promised money burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes
Promised money burning holes in my pocket
I can really go for a drink
But everybody's got their hands in my pockets
Pulling me down until I sink
So I realigned my focuses
I bought a couple extra leaves
'Cause promised money
Squeezing me like a stone
I guess I'm only good when I bleed
You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
'Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
(Hey!)
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show are these bare feet
A dime bag and a nice glass piece
Follow 'round every ground that I meet
I'm down bad
Sixteen feet deep
And I only got a twelve foot reach
A dime bag said my name in green
And I fell to the ground on my knees
What do I do?
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5. |
He Comes (Interlude)
00:51
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6. |
Who Is This Man?
02:50
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Who is this man
Looking at me in the mirror
Who doesn't seem to be all there
Whose hands are rough from work
And whose eyes are
Full of black tears
(Oh)
Who is this man
Looking at me in the mirror
It rains all day
But tonight in the desert
The rain will make waves
In the sand
As he tells me
His bleeding heart is beating
For the souls of the damned
(Ah)
Who is this man
Looking at me in the mirror
Who is this man
Looking at me in the mirror
Who is this man
Sitting with me at dinner
Who compliments my wife
Across the table
I can see him
Shifting
In his chair
Who is this man
Looking at me in the mirror
The elephant in the room
Addresses himself
When he gets down on one knee
From in his pocket
He presents
For the whole
World to see
(Aww)
Who is this man
Looking at me in the mirror
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7. |
Boys Division
03:05
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There's someone in my window
Assailing from the bough
Of a familiar place where
A familiar face has doubts
(Hahaha)
There's someone on their heel toe
Who follows close behind
Whose waiting for his window
To puts me on my grind
But I never stole a penny from another
Man
But I refuse to be accused
Of not doing everything I can
To get ahead
(Oh)
Welcome to the Boys Division
Welcome to the Boys Division
Welcome to the
(Boys!)
I never seen morals in a mortal
Man
But I'll corral that ole moral
And do everything I can
To get ahead
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Frontier Pioneer
No one can take you to the moon like him
Except for me
But there's daggers in these smiles
And I've flashed miles of teeth
Does he make you quiver
Do you squabble
Do you quarrel
Do you quiz him on your hair or
Save that me
(Well ain't that mean)
I'm appalled by the gall
You've got to
Call me your king
(Hey kick it)
To the curb
Now that I found
You're fooling around
Drowning them clowns
Bottom out
Your word as it sounds
(Kick it)
To the curb
Get out
Get out
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9. |
The Gunslinger
04:13
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He
He sees the darkness in the light
He
He's snuffed out many-a folks' life
This town
His town
His people
They've got a wringer
Here he comes
With his guns cocked
The people flock
And they start to talk
In the crowd they cry for help
One name is yelled
The Gunslinger
The sharpshooter came to spark lead
And leave them looking for him
Down that barrel
They asked questions when the shots blasted
Searching for a god
Down that barrel
Stay behind him and you'll die last
Yeah you'll be looking for him
Down that barrel
The sharpshooter came and went fast
He left them looking for him
Down that barrel
(Oh)
(Hey)
Ah ha hahaha
He
He can smell a foul darkness in the air
Fifty
Yeah fifty men with feathers in their hair
This town
His town
His people
They gonna need their wringer
'Cause here they come
With their bows drawn
This wont take long
All remorse is gone
And in the crowd they cry for help
One name is yelled
The Gunslinger
The sharpshooter came to spark lead
And leave them looking for him
Down that barrel
They asked questions when the shots blasted
Searching for a god
Down that barrel
Stay behind him and you'll die last
Yeah you'll be looking for him
Down that barrel
The sharpshooter came and went fast
He left them looking for him
Down that barrel
(Oh)
(Hey)
Ah ha hahaha
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