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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 That's why it's rage against God, machines It's rage against God, machines The lies of propaganda got me ready to scream! Letras de cancionesI 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. 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! From Letras Mania