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Verbal Terrorist III

by Verbal Terrorist

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VTRO3 00:44
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Grave 01:47
Grave Verse 1 I’m speaking through the fog and the mist A donkey and a elephant there both irrelevant People turn to sheeple, bow at the steeple A powerbase of slavery built upon the faith you believe You must understand its all part of the plan Not by one group or one man, Pakistan, Afghanistan The war against the shade of tan The truth about Iraq and Iran is covered in the sand AIDS, cancer, diabetes Heart disease, bird flu virus, the warriors shot Sirus Heroin, coke, meth, crack, LSD Ecstasy, guns, knives, rape, you’re molested at eight Chorus From the inner city to the streets that aint paved The land of the free, soon to be a home in a grave Verse 2 Every crip, every blood, every race, every thug, every gangsta Every criminal, Every D.O.C. prisoner Everyone one with a little sister or brother we must quickly learn How to love one another Stop squabin’ fighting beefing, it’s ourselves we’re defeating It all starts with treating each other with respect From there we start are own army, for saying this shit I know people wanna harm us; the truth we’re spiting is alarming It’s like this mic became part of my arm see If I do end up dead for the words I said They’ll leave a scar and if from our hearts we went too far Well there you go and there you are Verse 3 Time is running out, soon the day will be here All emotions controlled by fear, if you cannot see Maybe you can hear, The Jason society The Order of the Quest Homeland Security, a New World Order, Scroll & Key Round Table, MJ12, Rothschild, Rockefeller, Scull and Bones The Brotherhood of the Dragon Can you hear the whips cracking?
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Order thru Chaos Verse 1 I can’t take it no more, the bold face lies in are face about the fracking Saying it never hurt anybody, there taking us for dummy’s Wait until you smell something funny, children’s nose all bloody Isn’t that lovely the gas companies are our buddy’s Global Warming is melting the earth, because it’s sunny There not very cunning, not that they have to be, no one can see shit Past there book face, dis-placed immigrants have a place to fit in But veterans don’t, bring another boat load of convicted felons Nobody’s yelling, I’m screaming bloody murder, got your head to the curb Like American History X, who’s next? Whoever doesn’t say yes? To The New World Order from the West Chorus Order thru Chaos, this is how they’ve played us Order thru Chaos, this is how they’ve tamed us Order thru Chaos, this is how they’ve betrayed us Order thru Chaos, this is how they’ve enslaved us Verse 2 Homeland security stacking bullets by the billions, Cardboard targets of old men, pregnant women and children Who do they plan on killing? Patriots portrayed as terrorist Its are lives there stealing, no more wheeling and dealing Spinning there story, this is not a warning, it’s time to start informing Each other about the takeover by Big Brother As drones hover over our heads, face scanning ability’s No more civil liberties, we need unity, they want separation From ourselves, they want separation from all the wealth As the pain is felt like being whipped by a belt Get ready to burn and melt, protecting the interest of Israel Gaza strip imperial checkmate on material
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The Resistance Verse 1 Locked up, smacked up, in the coffins, it’s the haunting, life coming to an end Humans are the enemy, what they pretend to be, fined more like me Or could I be the only one under the sun, where to run, when the guns are alive? Machines are thinking, plotting to take us out – or is it me, what they see is Game over, take over, slave order, torture, kill and maim, trampled to the dirt The genetic gene into the earth, will there ever been a rebirth, through the humanity Through enslavement, death of age’s death of faces, destruction of nature Driven by the matrix, shitty wage labor, ending of paper, now they own us It’s a bonus plus a minus; I won’t get on my knees and bow to your hinus Don’t mistake my intelligence for kindness We have become appliances that remain compliant, they have silenced science Violence leads to riots, no fear to step up and try it, be the force that drives it Chorus On the mic Verbal Terrorist rippin’ it with persistence, we are the resistance On the beat Verbal Terrorist rippin’ it with persistence, we are the resistance On the street Verbal Terrorist rippin’ it with persistence, we are the resistance Verse 2 (Snake) This fucked up mold is old, and it’s time for it to fold and implode, and it's left for us to take hold, and regain what was sold for the young and the old, get in the mode and prepare to behold, the source of a horse not pale but dark with no remorse, get ready to reverse this motherfucking course! Resource, While I think, about the doublethink, I stick the rinks, I stink in sink with us on the brink, of the king of rings, in the body that stings, thru the course of all things, I brings to you the knowledge of self-hate the wealth and rebel what I felt. To the ends of truth and the lies that been dealt, the only solace in sight is that when I blink I won't melt, or shrink into the ground without a sound or a link, just dark ink, and die in shame with all the minds that don’t think Verse 3 To the sleeping sheep under the sheets The blanket is television, they can say anything and everybody listens They give you the comfort of being safe, BS we must awake And expose the fakes; burn them at the stake if that’s what it takes To make you open your eyes and see we are being lied to, stalked, watched and recorded Civil disorder is needed; this is the final curtain call once and for all You better get it and start packing protection, they’ll fix the elections They’ll pick the President these bullshit politicians are mission is to just get you to listen As I spit facts and wisdom, the truth is being jacked by treasonous blood thirsty demons Who keep hitting, ripping, slicing tyranny off like icing, the cake is full of lies, surprise We must rise like lord of the flies, those who don’t open there eyes and don’t even try To think out the box, will be put on the chopping block, in a circle of fools
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Military Suicide (free) 02:21
Military Suicide Chorus Military Suicide 22 a day & the media has nothing to say Verse 1 Military suicide 22 died today and every day for the last few years Day after day are soldiers taken their own life, something aint right Not in the slightest, I find this very disturbing, it’s got my heart hurting Men who spend their time serving, come home lost and turning What are they learning that’s got them burning? So much that they can’t get in touch with reality. Or is are reality a formality? It’s another casualty, a tragedy One after another and nothing is said so nothings discovered. It’s not even disgust or reported on at all, like another brick in the wall. This is the story at large, bigger than the bullshit election. Do we have any affection or compassion? How do we let this keep on happening? Chorus Military Suicide 22 a day & the media has nothing to say Verse 2 Military suicide 22 a day this is not an act or a part of a play As this is happening the stories are just hidden away No one wants to cover the darkest shade of gray So nothing is said, not a word, not a peep, not on the web, not in print I guess nobody gives a shit, or no one has a shit to give To our kids who fight for our life, fight for our way of life Are way of living, but there’s no given back, there’s just taking Some just can’t take it, they make it back home, soon dead and gone How can this go on? Something is wrong, it aint right. We send our condolences in flight, to the families, husbands and wives of the US soldiers taken their own life
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Time Flip 01:26
Time Flip Verse 1 Time does a flip and changes as it goes How I detect this is a rip and it shows Torn is my spine but I feel just fine, Waiting for time to miss me in line I'm out of place but comfortably gone Out of this waste I hear tomorrow's wrong About how now was never here or there I can’t feel anymore but my pain is clear not fair Twisted is the way of home to my box Keep everyone away close the door then it locks Stay away from me I'm not here anymore Having denied myself access to the core I struggle to break my mind free I've been to blind To hear that this is me I left once before did I ever come back I never looked for myself But there I was looking back At me again now I jump out off and away To find you back were I was and you stay Verse 2 They don’t wanna see, most just wanna be, aint there cup of tea Pay another fee, conform go along and agree, easy as one two three Is that a her or a he? Is that a bird in the tree, is that them or was that me Taking honey from a bee, get a degree or thirty three signed by The General Lee Sleepy, dummy, dopy, Mayberry, Obey, coping, hoping, choking, sloppy Aint no stopping, no we no us, time to bust like a ride on the bus Break off the rust, who to trust, who to rush, who gets crushed in the dust In disgust, they all lust for the greed, middle class again deceived
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Freedumb Chorus I find it astounding, the ego needs grounding I can feel the heart pounding, I can see freedom drowning Verse 1 (Payola) I can't imagine how it’d feel to see Men with machine guns every day in the streets You can bury the bodies but the blood strains remain You burn the evidence but the vision is ingrained They say it's political but we ain't bombing Christian nations Just Muslims and homos and Hindu's and Asians Government storage yards filled with plastic coffins The best defense is a good offense Jade helm 15 to infinity Gotta surplus of trickery, corruption and misery So ima be me and what I be's a verbal terror Tired of the lies that been spreading through this era The truth is right before you but you're blinded to the facts So I slam it in your eardrums with VT tracks Nick payola on a mission to set the record straight Sick of living in a world overwhelmed with hate Verse 2 (Snake) Jade helm enter the realm of military attack disguised as drill but in fact control factor taken to the max next level of breaking our backs the most painful blunt force tax what team are you red or blue tattoo like a new wave Jew being led to its demise in the rise of the sun they take your son blame you as the one and discredit you in pun as if you never supported anyone, your the enemy and the force against you is your own military taken the states one by one for them is now necessary as they see the uprising is evidentiary Verse 3 (VT) I’m starting this off spiting like a sawed-off, my voice spreads like thunder Remove the spell your under, the truth about the past, breakout the fucking stash The time space continuum controlling the millennium, Dreamland, Area 51, Roswell Overcrowded prison cells, the crop circle, the stealth bomber The cannibal Jeffery Dahmer and by the way Hilary is the next Obama The hypocritical drama, the global warming sauna, Greys, talls There scientifically studying your balls, DNA microchip Jesus fish corruption with a twist, a pill for every ill Your prescriptions been filled, you been rolling with no wheels A delusion of choice, behind the curtain one voice Its nine to five to stay alive, fake belief in fucking pride On your knees praying to the sky, I hope you burn your fucking eyes
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Eleven 03:28
Eleven Verse 1 Have you seen the towers falling on the money, its really fucking funny? The darkest light appears sunny, from the hundred to the five Line them up and watch 3,000 die before there time The folding of the dollars was done by design, you say coincidence I say your fucking blind, the planes hijacked should have been shot down The presidents a clown, a planned demolition took place some how From 100 stories imagine falling to the ground When the World Trade Center’s blew up with explosives The entire country was put under hypnosis, no plane hit the Pentagon Your thoughts need to focus the media swarms the mind like locus FOX news and CNN put your brain in a blender And filled us with lies about September Chorus The tears, the cries, the wondering why, we live, we die In your heart you can fly, Bodies falling from the sky (x3) Verse 2 8,000 stocks sold on the airlines in the early days in the month of 9 There where warning signs before the mourning of the attacks They ignored the facts, there was a cover up and it’s as simple as that Deception through mind control the darkest times are about to unfold We the cattle have been lead to believe The attacks came from across the seas But as I’ve watch this world demise Religion and racism have blinded our eyes What will be left for are children to find Mother earth bleeding from one bloodline Freedoms lost right in front of our eyes, do you remember the 3rd tower That just fell from the sky, No plane hit tower 7 so it’s all a lie
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Hated, Pissed & Mad Hated debated and some say overrated Fuck your fucking regulating and segregating I’m premeditating, a revolution It’s our only solution, against the polluting of the constitution? I’m headed for execution, so I guess I’ll come out fucking shooting At both of these two stupid puppets, two characters from the Muppets There’s no discussing who the fuck we should be trusting Give these bastards nothing, all this fake fronting Glad handing, dick sucking, waving a fucking flag G.W.’s dad didn’t walk away mad from the bee keepers in drag In fact he was quite glad. The Texas pad or ranch Shit was scripted in advance; it’s the same old song and dance I’ll make you piss your fucking pants Or maybe you’re just stuck in a fucking trance Where you can’t advance or succeed You’re like a bitch that says please, and this country’s on its knees Giving head to the FED, ‘til every pennies bled And freedoms completely mother fucking dead The blue white and the mother fucking red Hated, pissed, and MADD (x3) I’m pissed at people getting in line to vote I’m mad that people still believe in lies from the pope I’m pissed that most remain silent I’m mad enough to start a mother fucking riot I’m pissed at those who fuel racism I’m mad at all this fake patriotism I’m pissed how quickly there filling the prisons I’m mad at corporate ass kissing I’m pissed at the youth’s lack of ambition I’m pissed you’re not pissed I’m mad you’re not mad I’m pissed we can’t stop this I’m mad I get obnoxious I’m mad at a lazy public I’m pissed at all this fake fucking thuggin’ I’m mad at what you believe to be facts I’m pissed at all these mother fucking snitches and rats Hated, pissed and mad and it’s as simple as that Hated, pissed, and MADD
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Snake Eyes 01:00
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The Lost Ones*** (free) 03:45
The Lost Ones This is for the lost ones, gone but not forgotten; When true love is shared it’s never stopping This is for the lost ones, in are heart’s we are all one. This is for the lost ones; this is for the lost ones Verse 1 This isn’t just for the one’s we’ve lost. This is for the loved ones still here, Who still tear every moment of every second as the sadness becomes a broken record. What’s worth remembering are the good times and sending the love we still have, Out for them to grab, they’ll get it and take it, love concurs all hatred What is in our hearts is sacred; I know they are pulling for us to make it Through the loss, through the pain, what they shared with us, is forever in us They are a part of what makes us who we are, I am he as you are me and we are all together and that together is forever with love, so there you go, we are never done Verse 2 Life flashes by in a blink of an eye so every once in a while will remember that smile. That look on their face or that certain place where you can feel there presents the deepest. This is not a secret; energy is just starting to peak here. This is just a stepping stone. To something much more special, the magic of birth is a miracle. It doesn’t have to be spiritual to recognize the power in one’s eyes is eternal. An everlasting quality is not a hypothesis or an idea to control through fear Or a thought somebody had or a story someone told. This is for the young and the old, We need not religion or science to guide us; we just need to look at what’s inside us, Take a look at what’s inside us Verse 3 Even though I can’t touch you or see you, I can feel you right here beside me Could it be that the one that forever guides me knows right where to find me? Take a look inside me and you’ll see, They’ll forever by a part of me that always shines So let’s part the line and redefine what we been taught over time That we’re here to lose starts us off on the wrong foot We’ve been took from day one whether it be a book A phone, an ipad touch I really don’t give a
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As We Rise*** (free) 02:43
As We Rise Chorus Cutting all ties from there world of lies Have no fear “As We Rise” Standing side by side the truth will multiply Have no fear “As We Rise” Verse 1 This is our last chance, this is our last hope The N.D.A.A. has freedom swinging from a rope Is this some kind of joke, nope? The killing of American Citizens by the U.S. Military Is now in fact legal, it’s on paper Our rights have been taken We need a mass awakening, a paradigm shift Away from corporate stiffs, puppets in the mist Let’s put a twist on their spin, give us a chance to win There lies are paper thin, this nation is being depleted What is needed is a leader like Tisha Exposing secrets like Katrina Right now we’re divided and bleeding If we stand together we can’t be defeated The facts are the facts this country’s been hijacked We’re going to have to fight to get it back Verse 2 Here in Colorado District 3 needs someone who is honest Elect Tisha Casida for Congress; put an end to the nonsense A politician with a conscience and integrity, the start of a legacy With the ability to lead, the ability to see when being deceived From corporate greed, a master’s degree in Business Concern for physical fitness, gifted Compassion and forgiveness Driven with a vision and a strong position On the removal of the F.E.M.A. Prisons She’ll stand up for the rights of U.S. Citizens Listen it isn’t hopeless if we remain focused They’ll try to provoke us, punch, kick and choke us This only means we’re getting closer to our goal We're getting closer to making them fold We still have freedom of speech, which makes us unique Are we in to deep or will "We the People" rise to their feet?

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released September 11, 2016

All Music and Lyrics by
Ian Micciulli
Damon Micciulli
Aaron Micciulli
Vin Micciulli Jr.
Produced and Mastered by
Dwight Doherty
*Beat by Nick Payola
**Beat by Wu-Tang Clan & Mobb Deep
***Beat Unknown
MUTANT REBEL ENTERTAINMENT
RECORDED AT SNAKE PIT STUDIO
2016 EsintriC PRODUCTIONS

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