Only the dead see the end and its peace
So I keep it like Middle East priests on the beat
No retreat, I delete any cottonmouth’s tweet
With that Northern aggression white phosphorous heat
The Taino elite sickle slash and burn grass
Social class bashin’ sarin gas critical mass
I got caskets on deck for your company’s tech
Cause these money machines elect more college debt
So forget it, don’t sweat it, I got you kids diggin’
The vibe that I’m givin’ off riggin’ your system
With victimless crimes and cold warrior rhymes
Blowin’ mines deep inside of your blood diamond minds
Lucy Sky, Apple pie, with a hint of My Lai
From an all seeing why where the who goes to die?
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