Verse 1
From the air that you breath - that taints your seed
Down to the hair that you bleach - that's used to clean meat

The rich quit having kids - while the poor kids breed
Fed genetically modified corn and soy bean seeds


Early puberty - from livestock - on steroid shots
Hey doc - let me get another hit of small pox
Let's force feed kid hormones and ~ anti-biot-ics

Have a taste of genetic modified agriculture

They dum down our vision with translucent politicians

in the pockets of businesses that fill our kitchens with din-din
Aluminum deodorant - sulfates in face wash
Fluoride in my faucet - got my flu - and aids shot


And thank God - for cell phones and Facebook time
And for making it so I don't have to look you in the eyes

Used to call and ask you out - meet for dinner at 9
Now we stall between texts - and meet safely online
What happened...


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The right way - is the wrong way

This is your way - its not our way
So Let the old fade - And Find a new way
Oh no it's too late - we gonna fade away


VERSE 2
Do you remember - how we-fought for - founding fathers- lost causes

George - John - Alex - James - Benjamin - and Thomas~
Where are the Socrates - Platos and Aristotles
"The norms that we forced to conform to pause progress"


You all need to take your finger off the teter taughter
Get up off your knees - why are you preachin for honor

In the name of Gods - that gave the you -the cause for the slaughter
Silly Sapien fishes living outside the water


(Uh)~Forget about your neighbors - kiss your misses goodbye
In the face of survival - we never stay civilized
So I trace - out my name in the ice - and let em know

That I won't - play a role - in destroying my own home

[Oh no] - I spark the match - and watch - the gas burn

- Lay back - n pass-to a king-dom - of rap songs
(we) pray in different fashions - (all) end up the same (way)
It's passion that separate the real from the fake


-Don't control the info -- let the nymphos $#&@ --
Let the oil man drill - watch the earth bust a nut

~(aaaggghh) ~~~ I can feel the phantom pain
Its -only passion -that can - save me-from playing-these hunger games


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Verse 3

We row on a slave ship -- some marry old souls
From the poem to the pavement -- we carry on a road ~
We known for our hatred -- been painted in blood

In the home of the slaves - where the fairy tales (are) loved

Tie a tight noose - for the few - who refuse

-to choose - to be ruled - by an elusive few
Who control the info - n repress the nymphos
"God bless the celibate man - who died to defend those"


Lines made of yellow tape - red paint in the sand
That the church - and the state - will emerge - into man

Who is slain - in the names - of saints - taken in vain -
Haven't made it a decade without playing -hunger games


~I pray I fade away ~ inside life's shade of gray
Onset narcotics -- sends me into a darkness
Meant to protect my heart - from human harm

In the land of the morally gray -- where nothing's changed

~ Some never had much ~ so now they take
Some are born into corruption -- by trust funds and slaves-
-Few are brave ~ few with conviction will play it straight

And live a life that sets the example for (the) younger race

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