1. |
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2. |
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"Anarchists Are Abolitionists"
Strife Verse:
At last, the chapter of Our feudal past
Has been grasped, and with that
laughters the best med, so… grab your stash
The kings are all dead, put your stress to rest,
it’s evident its time to self-express,
with 5 elements
(bang on ya chest) solve this colossal mess
Or we’ll be all left, sinking like fossils,
left for dead,
chillin’ at the nearest hostel,
far from an apostle,
i’m an absolute heretic,
I’m the one your arrogant
god told you to fear,
a person whose conscience is clear,
Not (just) another grinding gear,
I’m fighting for the now, and here
Now you Dare
To be asking me,
(do I swear with veracity)
I have the capacity
stay calm, convicted, comatose…
watch you inflict harm, whicha christian somadose
mental monopoly,
psychologically
a voluntary lobotomy
that’s proppin’ the
pale-faced savior,
Might try stopping me when I raid his manger,
But…
Ya’ll got one foot in ya grave danger
learn to harness your anger, to more productive channels,
(as of now, kid) I don’t think you can handle, the scandal
Of me painting the inside of your skulls like a vandal
Hook:
Fuck progress in the rich man’s interest,
abolish prisons, laws and isolation.
Bring an end to class, rape and civilization,
heirarchy and explotation. anti-god, anti-nation
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3. |
Break the Chains
03:57
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"Break the Chains"
Strife Verse:
Feds try to choke us,
If we’re organized and focused,
Fuck political hocus pocus,
patriotic psychosis,
world wide hypnosis
politrixians holdin
rabbits they pulled from hats
Starving us with sleight of hand
While living fat off the land
Keeping track of stocks forgetting the facts and
Grabbing quarters in stacks behind our ears
Free-market magicians make us (lives) disappear
if we don’t repeat their cheers, fill hearts with icy fear
Trade blood sweat and tears for stares and jeers,
Yuppie insects, got us roped in a mangled mold
teeth sunk in our throats choked by strangleholds
Capitalist exports, death and misery for sale
Only shelter supplied to (the poor) impoverished are the jails
The rich enslaves our brains to ride the gravy train
Nine to five (we) strive our whole lives in vain
Picking our masters is reforging our chains
Say what you want, I won’t do what you say
Picking our masters is reforging our (own) chains
Hook:
Running circles in place
Locked down by the state
The upper class hold your fate
It’s real hard to escape
When tangled in red-tape
feds scrape your face
Straight across the concrete,
Elites put ya ta sleep
Then count us as sheep
We need to take back the streets
From child-molesting priests
to crooked cops on the beat
with full immunity
Cause our doom’s soon-to-be
Provoking mass-lunacy…
But there's Strength in community
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4. |
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"Destroy and Defend Unite and Transcend"
Hook:
A gun is not your friend,
But it will help you protect them
Destroy and Defend
Unite and Transcend
Strife Verse:
Waiting for tha beat ta drop
Seconds before I kill a cop
Bloodloss, body goes cold, you just watch
Put up with ya deathwish, the consensus is unanimous,
corporate puppets strings attached won’t ask who’s planning this
Fear causes hesitation, which leads to more fear
Which then inhibits your chances to see things real clear
Trained In this desperate cycle, ya deaths inching near… steady
Gotta strict policy not to run, draw guns when shit gets heavy
Trust me, my comrades cook feddies like spaghetti
They’re done,
Boiled by the heat sprayed from our guns
Powers that be, turn those who wannabe free
into meatballs
Police serve the rich man’s law but never serve the people
They Defend fervently the flaw that society built on ego, please
We shouldn’t be bowing before this fiest of thieves
lying leaders’ll rest in peace, for tryin ta get the best of me
we need equality, not treachery
liberations our collective destiny,
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5. |
Femme Fatale
05:01
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"Femme Fatale"
Unrest Verse 1:
Fuck a theory
I’m undressed and unrest
Decades of philosophy don’t define my agony
Lucy Volteraine
Providing flags and banners that we’re still swinging
Practice rolling deep
Planetary menstruation, keep it indiscreet
I’m not ashamed to bleed
Counter-intimidation to misogynists and police
I holler in my sleep
Consciously I grit my teeth
Cypher forsake not
History repeats it’s the same plot
Construct
Trans and info-shops
Neutrality left us to rot
History repeats,
Now we deal the first shot
Burning snakes
While allies
running
Underground
we’ll make you shudder
potent undefined ungoverned
GAIA suffers steadfast constant attacks
we don’t need a thing like gender,
NO SURRENDER
Hook:
the used to call us skolds
now we bitches sluts and hos
instead of burning at the stake
this culture thrives off rape
The patriarchs that led the inquisition
Today invest in Geo-Group prisons
CIA slays revolutionary visions
Contra-killings, rape and pillage
I stand strong with my sisters
An injustice to one, is an injustice to all
Rise together tall, until all steeples fall
Against religions male bridal calls
Fight back like there’s no tomorrow
Global apartheid
It’s all upheld by MALE interests
Check the wage index
Women are always paid less
Brutalized, objectified, undressed,
Targets of perverted pigs
Who enforce the laws of progress
Privileged insider stock tips
Enslaved human traffic
So sharpen hatchets
Hollow tips in your clips
Kill those kings, raise your fists
Collectively fed up with this SEXIST shit.
Strife Verse:
Learn history's lessons
or be left second guessing
Treat respect like a blessing,
It’s nothing more
than window-dressing
justice is absent,
got those that have,
and those that haven’t
While some eat
3-course feasts
some die in a famine
Global poverty feminized,
Through sweatshop
monopoly enterprise
Winners buy a limo-ride,
the rest get a lima-bean dinner size,
Won’t make a scene or organize…
you shamed her,
slave or starve?
She’d rather strike back in rage and anger
at democracy dangled
but strangled by mercenary dangers,
No equality…
when we outflanked by these
greedy bankers
Dropping speedy anchors,
seedy wankers
try ta control behavior
Want us ta kiss the feet of
misogynistic saviors
Women’s wombs
aren’t just gestation
holding chambers
Time to spell the doom
of revelations-quoting strangers
Who Wanna force women
to choose abortions with coat hangers
folks quote Margaret Sanger,
pointing fingers, still the blame lingers,
no escape
Men claiming women as
a hole to penetrate and rape
Like some treat the earth
as a place to decimate and take
Fuck prejudice based on sex or race
Got confidence and brains….
enough to punch (the average) bigots in the face
What you say, that takes, balls? no that takes ovaries
Millennia of hierarchy shows sexism's toll and it’s sobering
Bloom Verse 1:
Won’t be your bride in your contemptible life
Won’t be strapped to an oven making food on your time
Won’t be bound and gagged and told not to speak
If you slap me on my ass, I’ll give you a punch on the cheek
Baby, don’t call me baby,
Cause I’m not your baby, I’m not your girl
Your itty-bitty lover you can take for a twirl
I don’t need you to tell me where I stand
Got a pistol in my pocket and a bullet in my hand
And I know where I’m aiming
Fuck who patriarchy’s blaming
Today I’m making you bleed like me
For what you did
Can’t hide the lies, that leak behind your greed
Gonna make you wish you never bought
into this society’s sexist wet dream
when you’ve been robbed of sleep
makes you realize why getting peace
sometimes means packin’ heat
MKUltra verse:
The patriarchs that led the inquisition
Today invest in geo-group prisons
Cia slays revolutionary visions
Contra-killings, rape and pillage
I stand strong with my sisters
An injustice to one, is an injustice to all
Rise together tall, until all steeples fall
Against religions male bridal calls
Fight back like there’s no tomorrow
Global apartheid
It’s all upheld by MALE interests
Check the wage index
Women are always paid less
Brutalized, objectified, undressed,
Targets of perverted pigs
Who enforce the laws of progress
Privileged insider stock tips
Enslaved human traffic
So sharpen hatchets
Hollow tips in your clips
Kill those kings, raise your fists
Collectively fed up with this SEXIST shit.
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6. |
Ground to the Bone
04:35
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"Ground to the Bone"
Strife Verse:
Time is what Flies
Lies are what Blind,
Ties known to Bind
(Like) nine to five grinds
Got a knife to my spine
Demonically, Economically stratified
Syphonically Embryonically pacified
There’s no checks and balances, or oversight
Those holdin’ golden chalices mold ya sight
So you salute the flying Stars and Stripes
More like iron bars and hype
Fire, scars, and gripes
Tires, tar and blight
This final hour has
brought a Power Clash, towers crashed
We trade cash for chaos, peace for greed,
Past leaders political payoffs that make us all bleed
we compete over layoffs in times of need/,
media leeches keep us brainwashed on our knees,
(til) we can’t see the horrendous cost,
of some living stupendous posh,
they lost, heart so cold they breath frost
in a nation of sheep run by wolves
who gets double-crossed?
Hook:
You got us ground to the bone, so we’ll bring it to your thrown
You lit the fire of our desire to make you burn with all you own
Bloom Verse:
Fuck apathy they got their dreams for the future plastered on billboards ads telling us when and what to take pills for everyones in a pharmacutical haze following the latest drug craze while the real poison pushers stay paid
Tell me doctor, whats my diagnosis got a little bit of that feminist psychosis
Got a pill to keep me your sweet little hostess
Ive got all of these crazy thoughts in my head like how ive the right to be fed and tell you to make your own goddamn bed guess all that doll training went to waste, im just another lost case
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7. |
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"Cali to North Cackalack"
Strife Verse:
Traveling around the country, I don’t need any money,
As long as I got ingenuity and pockets I won’t go hungry,
grab the beans and rice then I’m out,
live by a five finger discounts,
Hitchhike on a highway route
When It’s sunny, so I smoke blunts ,
Reminds me,
Shit’s Grimy
Plans get stymied,
I know where to draw the line at,
lickety-split, as I quickly flick my knife,
assisted lever to throats might add to the strife,
of a klepto’s life,
I Always defy, the suits and ties who run our lives,
send us to the pig sty,
on failure to comply, shit
when told to keep quiet, I ask why, as I spark riots,
I ain’t pious, but ignorance won’t be forgiven
cause the unexamined life ain’t worth living,
still you drink in the lies, greed and money driven
till your conscience dies,
burned in a frying pan of your pain and regret,
insecure… so you took the meds, and did what they said,
But still you got bled
hook line and sinker swallowed the lines of the feds,
who point fingers, let yourself be led,
got stabbed in the back, and bribed into debt.
happened so fast…
made you forget that property’s theft,
that property is theft…
Hook
From the global to the local
Stayin vocal
smoking joints
Those that exploit and oppress
Choke em at the focal points…
Got us traced and tracked
New York to northwest
CALI to the cackalacks
No matter where you at
Pushed into corners
we ‘ll be clappin’ back
it’s a matter of fact
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8. |
People Before Profits
05:38
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"People Before Profits"
Hook:
People Before Profits
Investors got us hostage
Burn the banks
Smash the stock market
No apologies, No pleas
Strictly Bout Bringing the
Wealthy to their knees
Strife Verse:
Rulers think they’re invincible
They think the battles we fight aren’t winnable
Our victory humbled them
Once shouted orders
Now they mumble them
Make up for it
Payback in full
Authorities with distorted priorities
Heads will roll
Cut the horns off our bull
As we gore their ox
Get the motherfuckin cops off
Our Goddamned Blocks
Knock down their house of cards,
start at the top
make the kings wealth drop
raining down on all of us
burn the banks
seize the land they can’t stop
our plans to beat the man
unleash anger at the beast
for leaving some bellies empty
white folks who have plenty
been on the wrong side of history for too long
turned our heads and just let repression carry on
I have a confession in my ignorance
I’ve been a pawn to the strong arm tactics
If you stand up for the poor and oppressed
In theory and praxis
You hafta grasp
If cops use tear gas, then don a mask kid
It’d be pointless to shoot if we got Kevlar on the chest
Shit, stay strapped, and don’t fall for the money trap
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9. |
Pitiful Liberals
04:37
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“Pitiful Liberals”
Strife Verse 1:
Love my enemy?
just let it be?
Are you kiddin’ me?
That’s gimmicky
Nobility got hostility
(gotta) think critically
Where’s ya liberty?
jailin’ our comrades won’t slow our victory
train in combat, bust em out the penitentiary The powers-that-be lack leg-it-im-acy they wanna get rid of me Best believe I’ll get free by any means If you wanna test this Must have a deathwish Don’t be deceived Fuck getting arrested, the state interest is vested in infested dollars , in a racist nation Ruled by those sporting white collars this oppression leave me vexed and pissed (I insist) Malcolm X got the jist Of (the) odds we’re against (I believe) he said it best Self-defense is intelligence (Malcolm [ X] said it best Self-defense is intelligence)
Hook: I’m not a liberal, they spew nonsense
I don’t believe capitalism can have a conscience
Strife Verse 2:
No time to sit on a fence
Release ya rage time to vent
Don’t wanna get screwed, be the wrench
In the gears, dispelling fears, makin’ ya’ll aware I’ve been sent to tear, the bigots to shreds, bring the machine to a grinding halt instead, as I kill the cop in my head, with the gun in my dresser, Want that pig dead, fuck the evil of two lessers, the lesser of two evils, state protects property not people, with excuses so feeble for electoral madness, consequences are more than savage, man, it’s tragic, murderous exploitation for the cabbage, countries ravaged, religiously submissive habits, lobotomies for ya frontal lobe, mother-fuckers make us put our lives on hold, to achieve the dangling gold, tired of doing what I’m told or sleeping in the cold, can’t stand getting sold, break the chains and be bold, rising up, not getitng rolled, so the fact is, time ta get active, won’t change shit if we’re passive, turn theories to practice, smash these fascists, bury them in caskets, burn flags over their ashes,
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10. |
River Runs Dry
03:48
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"The River Run Dry"
Hook:
You ask me why
The rivers run dry
The root of crime
Is truth disguised
by suits and ties
Their full of shit and full of lies
In all our decadence, people die
Strife Verse:
Politics is nothing but lies and treachery
A colossal joke played on all of us throughout the centuries
We headed for a reckoning, Incessantly, Freedom’s Lessoning
Don’t play into hands of our class enemy
Won’t surrender we, Wage war for land and freedom
Some know atrocities first hand, some can’t see them
Learn history mistakes, or be bound to repeat them
Refuse to wipe sleep from eyes, that keep ‘em sight severed
Won’t think deep expose the lie, of this bloody endeavor
Shaved, sheered, and shorned ya dreams ya shiver
The rich taunt us with freedom but never deliver
A freedom so fluid flows like currents in a river,
they the takers, we’re the givers are gold mines to plunder
in love with their own voice, kinda makes me wonder,
sands are shifting, headed for a tumble,
listen, don’t mumble
increase resistance take a stand,
(die with a gun in your hand)
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11. |
Smash the System
04:57
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"Smash the System"
Hook:
Smash the System
Feds Got Me Ready to Bust
Locked in Prison
But they can’t control us
Strife Verse:
Like Peter Tosh said
We need equal rights and justice
Gather demands than thrust
my fist into a cops bicuspids
I trust it's
better than getting cuffed, stuck or busted,
My Rage erupted at political campaign corruption
My deduction
Don't let sharks swallow the schools of fish
caught off guard, follow my remarks, who's fault is this?
bout to bomb and blitz,
An urgent wake up call,
hate those in charge living large,
(Then) take up arms,
The time is ripe for sabotage,
harkens back
to not too far in the past
didn't live in the dark
or play our roles cast,
numerous sunny days always seemed to last,
but it fast turned to cash-strapped humorless tasks,
it's time to grasp, our plight and do the math, begin the fight,
let's raise the stakes and aim our gunsights
thrown caution to the wind, feel revenge's taste,
Make these bastards pay
Sly foxes spin the news every day
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12. |
Sync
01:55
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13. |
Take Back Our Ports
04:47
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"Take Back Our Ports"
Hook:
Take Back the Port Hook
No Justice No Peace, No Freedom, No Sleep
eat out the dumpsters
push ‘em in the streets,
blocking military caravans for weeks,
build barricades, fight till we breach (pause)
the walls of the beast,
punching cops in the teeth
no justice no peace.
<No freedom no sleep>
Strife Verse:
The feds want a perverted
Justice only for their own kind
If drafted, I’ll be a deserter
But I won’t run and hide
I don’t serve the
Red, Blue, and White
Well-fed, rich, and snide
privilege gained over time
they commit ethnocide
pave over paradise
(capitalism) turns most our lives into merchandise,
We buy masochistic hype
Just to sport sweatshop nikes
System’s parasitic like germs and lice,
most barely alive, nose put to stones that grind
slavery for centuries, legacy that blinds
(Steadily)
submit to their Matrix, waste time endlessly
On misplaced hatred, more like Cranial leprosy
Instead it be displaced victimhood
the cops licked ya good,
knew you would
pick the wrong side of the fence to be riding,
from your role in oppression you’re always hiding.
No denying,
National pride’s
A slippery slope to genocide
When the media decides
The only serious loss is American lives
the price others have paid is high
Ya Patriotism burns children alive
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14. |
Torn Eyelids, Open Iris
03:07
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"Torn Eyelids, Open Iris"
Hook:
What goes up must come down…
What goes around… comes around,
Strife Verse 1:
Some folks say,
Good things come to those who wait
But Patience ain’t a virtue, hesitatin’
known to hurt you
why my crew won’t obey curfew
straight to the tomb from your birth too
Bosses killin’ over-work you
Was it all worth jewels
consumer junk in this plastic nation
with the high cost of domestication
Drastic patrons silence those that questions
Still you askin’ and contestin’
We Need more than second-guessing,
lessons digested raw… and fed us
without testing of the flawed premise,
gold-rush seekers, skizophrenic
finders, keepers,
screaming losers weepers,
the outcome lookin’ bleaker,
before I meet the reeper,
I’ll cut the eye-lids off all the sleepers
Verse 2:
What’s the cost of working for a boss
Ya Getting strangled by the long arm of the law
Invisible fist of the market, stays clenched,
Crack the beasts jaws,
Then I’ll spark shit, dig a trench and stay sharp
Verse 3:
Born with a scowl on my face
An inborn hatred for the jakes
Make the powerful quake,
You hear ya fates Inescapable,
But my spirit’s never ever ever ever be breakable
Verse 4:
My sole ambition… overthrow capitalism
My highest aspiration… ta shake the faith in nations
My one true yearning… leave every flag burning
My only desire, see these mansions set on fire
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15. |
Yuppie Ghost Towns
04:49
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"Yuppie Ghost Towns"
Hook:
The rich want class war?
We’ll bring it blatantly!
Fuck the triway agency
developing complacency
erasin’ the
cultural vitality
city council bribery
democracys fallacy
pigs protecting dynasties
Upper class immunity
fantasy
Slugs fo those who try to manage me
Defend our communities
Were ready to shoot
Excecute like a mutiny
Defend our communities
These words spoken through a haze of blunts rolled
The world’s provokin’ me to blow some gun smoke
Ran outta patience, so I hoped ya’ll might help me choke…
the bastard who robbed me of my time and left me broke, …
all it takes is one more boss sayin’ I’m let go,
now murder, murders, murders all I wrote
Bout to turn me psycho
ask me what I fight for…
Hope you might know,
where your sight goes…
Everytime you see a bum on the street
Told to turn the other cheek,
Just once, don’t look away or grit your teeth,
Maybe used to have a family, best believe
Now Police harass them for panhandling or weed
Locked in the clink, or ambulances, it seems
A coffin, the poor been vanishing far too often
Jails overflowing, what’s the social costs when
Detention camps are being built,
where are we going? Where’s the guilt?
Too long peeps livin’ on streets had their blood spilt
Lost it all, savings killed in the mortgage crisis
Blame it on predatory lending devices
A Stock market of privatized profits
And Socialized losses
Payin’ the debts of the rich
Makes me nauseous
yuppie scum
are so obnoxious,
Face it… wall st… lost it
more than a few bad apples,
The whole orchard is rotten
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16. |
Ganja & Guns
03:09
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"Ganja & Guns"
Intro:
This songs for them street soldiers fighting
On the other side of the crooked-ass War on Drugs!
I’m with you…
man, Fuck 5-0, Fuck the feds,
keep ya guns up,
Keep ya blunts lit,
We gonna fight till the end
I got the Mary Jane if you got the papes
Donate to the cause, bring the war to the jakes
I Throw blows at fakes,
Pull on my body armor,
Know what freedom takes, more than ounce of karma
It’s not too late, Light up the precinct like they was ganja
I Fly under radars like marijuana farmers
Cats willing to stay strapped for cash, doing killings,
so whatchu wanna, watchuwanna do
I used to never break they rules, but <huh> past is past, and now I’ve paid my dues
Expunged felonies, misdemeanors
Make you ask At last,
If pipe-dreamers know
The grass is greener than the dough fienders on the other side
Blow-for blow, Who’s grass is greenest, I’ll let you decide
Light it up, inhale deep, now let’s ride
You need some ganja or guns
Hit me up like 411
I’ll light up the room like an ounce of my dankest bud
Eyes roll back in heads, tongues hits floors with thuds
Delerious, lovin’ my stuff,
Can’t take leaders serious
when they rave about drugs and scams
Prohibition made me furious
Cause they hypocrites
And I’m tired of getting fucked for a plant
Hook-
Anarchists
Smoking cannabis
Brandashing…
Automatics
With Banana clips…
Locked on Circumstantial shit
for using medicine
but we innocent
check the hard evidence
Of state negligence,
wall st. decadence
and a lack of benevolence
if they won’t let us in
Sistern and brethern
Chop the kings head again
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17. |
Ecocide
04:58
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“Ecocide”
Strife Verse 1:
We're on the verge of human extinction...
Civilization spiked the kool aid ya been drinking
Eyes closed, constipated ya thinking
Can’t see past your nose, the titanics sinking...
ya conscience is shrinking, faster than eyes blinking
big biz kills kids
fills their gills thick,
feeds off the selfish sickness
stayin’ divided our real illness
Humanity smothers wilderness
killin’ this forest so you can’t see the trees
love one another, never trust the beast that
Capitalist chaos claims to govern
An endless growth disease but it will crumble, it will crumble
blocks epiphanies then ya stumble
brains infected seized
cancer leaves
thoughts defective
what's the answer? You see
been neglecting
the earths needs,
steadily caused her casualties, very casually
elected leaders made us all bleed, tragically
a change gone come, we need it radically
problems dissected, we need to plant the seeds… of revolution,
of a big picture perspective solution, since buildings & institutions erected
block out the skys perfection
no time to be reflectin’
The greatest crime of a lifetime
Not seeing past (your) short sight lines
One struggle one fight, you might find
collective enslavement
by corporations
is necessitating
worker emancipation
animal & earth liberation
one in the same cause threats we're facing
means fighting on many fronts, adjacent
Remember patience
in the face of paper-chasers is complacent, we owe them much hatred, gotsta rip up their faces
if we wait, (may not be) there won’t be future generations
Ecocide Hook
Future (been) denied,
plants animals, (and) people die
Committing ecocide,
Gotta be more to people’s lives
Then work buy consume die
Resources sucked dry,
Their our last legal high
While bald eagles fly
We won’t split an equal pie,
(From) Attacks on native lives whole countries strip mined
globalization genocide Colonialism been revived
Now Our Earth will see us die
Rise… organize your tribe
ride and regain your sight
When the time is right
We know when to strike
At (these) rich parasites
Wake the fuck up and fight…
Verse 2:
the intentions of those flaunting wealth stand naked,
let's not play the hands we're dealt
since they’ve taken
our freewill, ensures we've knelt
or be killed on alters of progress, our doom is spelled
by deadly doctors, tell us to live with losses
follow bosses, swallow costs but it’s
prescriptions for extinction
technology drugs the witness
cringe at the pain of a grimace
give up societies fictions or we're finished
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Strife Olympia, Washington
strife
n.
1. Heated dissension; conflict or
clash.
2. A struggle, fight, or battle.
3. Contention or competition between rivals.
4. Contest, controversy, combat, warfare.
4. An omnipresent force that punctuates the evolutionary process.
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