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B.M.C.
02:06
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resist corruption, burn the pigs in effigy. humiliation weakens, they think they know what's good for me? feral conviction withers. their arrogance hacked out their knees. pummel the patriotism, it'll get torn down week to week. resist corruption, burn the pigs in effigy. flag fucking weaklings, this fire starts to torch their feet. if this is the future i'm prone to want variety. stomach the rise, the downfall is ubiquitous. their fight to hate, burn the fucking pigs in effigy.
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WALKIN’ AROUND MONEY
02:53
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conspire and deny. confusion is death. your composure is malpractice and you'll dwell in neglect. reversing your fortune, perverse and distorted. i cannot feel i cannot fade you're fucking never supported. what's it worth to follow me? what's it like? you won't see me recede. inside mind, dared to die. human filth. it's been built. readiness to throw it all away, double down on what the fuck you think is brave. i'll never know
whatever mae says lmao
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THAT'S A NO NO
01:48
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you look like a pig to me. a future fucking martyr for a hand that doesn't feed and if the rain doesn't phase you anticipate the flood, it doesn't need to be frozen to stomp the ice from above. a faulty stance. a free state? the ingrained way. you look like a pig to me. a future fucking martyr for a hand that doesn't feed. you talk like a practical man, distort morality to justify that you've got none. a future fucking martyr for a hand that doesn't feed
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i've already forgotten my name, i'm too deep in unknown games, the future is catching up, it's tossed me around enough. born to field the blame, practice dominance through shame. waiting, pray for the cavalry,
predestined surrender of agency. wasted i don't feel a thing. kicked in the gut and i'm feeling stubborn, fear that they're keeping tabs on my discovery. set to impress til i disappear, my actions so tumultuous, i'm posed to keep it volatile. waiting, praying for the cavalry, predestined surrender of agency. wasted i don't feel a thing
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REAL CRIMES
01:40
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shot in the head, dead at the scene. the cop who pulled it is set to walk free. fifteen years old. by the books like countless others. cowards hide, fuck your brothers. intimidation tactics. the fucking truth won't hide forever, power plays are misdirected, standards corrode, extinguish disruption. we know about what you did to him: six hours left dead in the street. all your words ring hollow, justice forced down. time is a weapon we're counting the minutes. innocent forced silent, we will never buy it
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AD HOMINEM
03:32
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stumble back ignore the vision , swallowed whole by indecision. you're nothing more than just intent. nothing bought, but it's all spent.no fallacy in forced suppression, born to beg, a misconception. there's no guise. step up, idle ties bound to relapse, this isn't visionary shit. protect all your lies tied to bodies. you're found out. silence stationary protest. bracing for the kickback. denigrate and retract. drown in the desert, they'll wash it away
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