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Love & Rage

by Thought Crime Collective

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Get Militant (free) 04:16
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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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"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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"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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Femme Fatale 05:01
"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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"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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"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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"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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“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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"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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"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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Sync 01:55
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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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"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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"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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Ganja & Guns 03:09
"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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Ecocide 04:58
“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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released June 1, 2009

Lyrics by: Strife, MKUltra, Unrest, Daead Language, Bloom
Production by: Gangsta Keys, Rey Holliday, C-Dot
Mixed by: Daead Language

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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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