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Progressive Plantation
01:45
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Sitting in your home, don’t want to look outside.
As long as you’ve got yours, I’m sure everything’s alright.
Parts of town are rough, places you don’t want to be. Choose to stay away it’s something you won’t have to see.
Never stopped to think what the cost is of your whole fucking life.
Waving flags out of your two-story home.
Say you support it, but what the fuck have you done? Can’t live without your luxuries afforded by white supremacy.
Post up a sign, lying through your teeth.
When you get scared, you call the police.
Never cared about the human cost, As long as they shut up, and get back to their jobs.
You’re just afraid of being wrong.
You don’t want change, just want to be left alone.
Don’t understand you're making things worse.
Silent injustice.
Progress in reverse.
Never stopped to think what the cost is of your whole fucking life.
Definition of status quo.
Fist clenched.
Can’t let it go.
Forced to live in this World I Hate.
A sick planet that creates
people like you.
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2. |
Suicide Magnet
01:59
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This earth is a toxin.
Drugging us all.
Just existing on this rock can make your fucking skin fucking crawl.
Pulling me down.
Dragging me in.
I can feel the gravity trying to tear out my organs.
Lead in the walls.
Radium paint disintegrating my jaw, keeping me in restraints.
The way it’s laid out, The way it’s always been.
The world whispering to you to bring your life to an end.
This place wasn’t created for you and me.
They make sure that life won’t be easy.
Designed so that you’ll dispose of yourself.
One less inmate, a new empty cell.
I’m living through spite.
I hope they can see the rage in my eyes.
You won’t suck me in.
I’ll beat your games, again and again and again.
Resist the Pull.
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3. |
Ghandi Trap
01:42
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It’s been this way since Selma, Homestead and before.
We’re gearing up to make a change, they’re gearing up for war.
Trying to speak out, so everyone can see.
They’re only here to make examples out of you and me.
Shields.
Sprays.
“Non-lethal” rounds.
Kick in your teeth while you’re on the ground.
Can’t stay out, time is up.
Don’t break off, or you’re fucked.
A tear gas can
For every man.
Shots at you whenever they fucking can.
Wrong or right, You choose to fight,
And you won’t see the light of day again.
Gassed and jailed, no matter what.
In the house they built, you’ll always be fucked.
You’ll be branded the enemy either way,
So you might as well
make them pay.
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4. |
Compounding Disinterest
01:31
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Open the papers, what do I see?
Your stupid face staring back at me.
I don’t give a shit about your views.
I’ve had enough of the bile you spew.
You’re always so loud
When you’ve got nothing to say.
Nothing but a corporate shill dishing out for whoever will pay.
I really couldn’t care less.
Bust.
The more I fucking see you, the less I fucking care.
I wish I could be anywhere else.
You’re always so loud
When you’ve got nothing to say.
Nothing but a corporate shill dishing out for whoever will pay.
Superglue chapstick all over your face.
No one gives a fuck about what you have to say.
I can’t care any less.
You just keep denying.
Whatever you’re selling,
I’m not FUCKING buying.
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5. |
R.E.M.V.E. Blood
01:04
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Think that a new name will keep you in the public eye?
Identi-I don’t give a fuck, I’ll still make sure you die.
Talk your shit, I’ve heard it all before.
Don’t think that we won’t settle the score.
Don’t bring any of that shit around me,
Or you’ll know what its like to bleed.
Keep trying the same schemes, again and again.
My only dream is to watch your life end.
Put your “supremacy” in it’s place, Just like I’m putting my fist in your face.
No new shields.
you can’t hide
Because we know all your lies.
Bullet bag, Swiss cheese.
I’ll make sure you can’t breathe.
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6. |
On The Wall
01:20
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Hunting you down on sight.
New name or old I don’t care what you’re called.
Shut you mouth, put your hands on the wall.
Lining you up, just to watch you fall.
Shut your fucking mouth, put your hands on the wall.
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7. |
Safer In Jail
01:48
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Your new life is your neck pinned looking over your shoulder.
Maybe your brakes will go out going 80 down the highway, or maybe your car will just fucking explode.
Maybe you’ll ingest a fistfull of rat poison next time you enter my bar.
Another sniveling coward.
Another Cop, Asphyxiated and Begging.
Choke.
You’d be safer in jail, punk.
You’d be safer in jail, motherfucker.
You’d be safer in jail.
No Solace.
No sympathy.
You might fool 12 but you can’t fool me.
Shut your mouth, won’t hear your lies.
You can't run, cause we know where you hide.
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8. |
Liberal Snuff Film
01:26
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This revolution will be on tape and I’m casting you in the lead.
I hope you enjoyed your fucking life, as I introduce you to the guillotine.
You had your chance to do anything, and now your time is up.
You rolled the dice on our fucking lives, your hand comes back and you're shit out of luck.
Hands taped to the chair.
Face slammed on your desk.
Breathe in the carnage, watch out, you’re fucking next. Smile for the camera, won’t be smiling anymore.
Smug look wiped off your face as your head is rolling on the floor.
Slaughtering the entire herd.
You'll get what you deserve.
Rest in piss.
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9. |
Years Of Lead
01:43
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Bodies strewn across the street, hundreds of people dead.
Another bombing public building, the concrete is stained red.
Fuck their power.
Fuck their control.
Won't take us out.
No foothold.
Can’t lose this fight.
We won’t accept defeat.
They don’t know our might
And we’ll make sure they fucking bleed.
Kidnapping their politicians,
Assassinations too.
We’ll do whatever it takes to get our message through. We’re fighting for all people.
They’re fighting for themselves.
Taking back our lives from their created living hell.
Can’t lose this fight.
We won’t accept defeat.
They don’t know our might And we’ll make sure they fucking bleed.
This world is on fire, and they lit the match.
Scumbags and scabs, cops and rats.
Take out the trash before it’s too late.
We won’t let them decide all of our fucking fates.
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10. |
Rat Fuck Planet
01:57
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11. |
Meat Grinder
02:35
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People in, money out.
Line goes up, that's all you care about.
Grinding workers into paste.
All you fat fucks love the taste.
Treating people like they’re meat.
It’s the grinder or the streets.
Workers comp like you’re ordering food.
Get in the grinder or get screwed.
The only reason we're trapped working these stupid dead end jobs is because greedy fucks like you see us as expendable.
Just fucking once, I’d like you to feel the threat of homelessness in a cold Milwaukee winter.
Where you only have two choices: eating shit, or dying from exposure.
I’d like to take my hands
And wrap them around your fat fucking neck.
You wouldn’t survive one day in this world
If you weren’t writing the checks.
You’re a scumbag, I hope you know.
and You’ll be the first one to go.
Your suit and tie won’t get you very far When the grinder comes knocking at your door.
Fall from grace,
you take their place.
Wipe that smug look off of your face.
Cry for help, nothing you can do.
Now we’re all grinding you.
Pack it fucking tight.
We’re all eating tonight.
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World I Hate Milwaukee, Wisconsin
World I Hate. Milwaukee Hardcore.
Kill everyone that deserves to die.
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