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Текст (слова) песни: Primitive Radio Gods - Motherfucker

when do I get paid for all the money you made
sellin` souls on Capitol Hill
another law`s been passed designed
to break your ass
and keep the middle class quiet and still
you talk a lot about justice and then
go and bust us
except for the chosen few
I got a god given right to smoke whatever I like
so tell me how it got given to you
motherfuckers

the monkey looks back at his foot in the trap
and it`s the boogie man comin` for you
sells you the spade to dig out your own grave
and you can cover yourself when you`re through
I never just "say no" so take your slogans and go
I`m gonna spell it so there ain`t no doubt
`cause I`m one with the other
I`m a bad motherfucker
and my bullet`s gonna find you out

four billion people all strung out of their minds
on power trips and slaving ships not seeing
that they`re blind
one day I`ll be in front of you
"put up your hands, give me all your money
don`t think don`t blink, `cause I can`t rely on you
I sold myself, and I`ll sell you with me
don`t blink don`t think that I can rely on you"

mothers and fathers it`s your sons and daughters
that you`re selling to the prison cells
why so afraid of the flesh you`ve made
and the lies that the preachers tell
I was born to run on the light of the sun
and the smell of a woman`s wrist
I`m out of things to say, so here`s a raw display
of the power of the silent truth

 

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