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Prison Camps

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Prison Camps
They set up prison camps for U.S. citizens, now we got the feds listening. A Verbal Terrorist taking on the subjects, exposing to the public what needs to be said. About the F.B.I., C.I.A. and the Feds, I dread I might have to beat this into your fucking head. Until your fucking dead, I’ll paint the walls red; the family structure’s lungs have been punctured. Household’s left weezen barley breathing, single mothers with not enough food in the cupboards. Times about to get much rougher, tougher for a middle class, which pays too much for gas, soon will no longer last or exists, In this country’s ass a fist, yet kids still enlist, I find it odd the parents can’t see through the façade, blinded by God or religion the minds prisons, discarding visions as superstitions and spinning a cycle for reincarnation. They set up prison camps for U.S. citizens, now we got the feds listening. As I run with the pain that would drive most insane, reframe; detain one in the same, I’m mind fucking you. Like you been smacked with a bat the swing crack the Matrix turns fucking black follow the path as death takes off its masks, you look back and laugh, the drama can’t harm you. It’s set up to alarm you, like cattle they farm you, disarm you destroy you, employee you enslave you. The freedom to rape you, I’ve been telling these bastards “I hate you”. That’s a bold statement, my head hit the pavement, this is how my day went so stay bent, stay mother fucking bent. And be ready to be sent, to live in a tent the microchip is evidence of malevolence, E.T. intelligence off the hell we’re sent. They set up prison camps for U.S. citizens, now we got the feds listening. The suns imploding, the earth is over loading folding reappearing molding holding the thought of which you bought. You acting smart, you acting dumb I’ll cut out your mother fucking tongue. For misleading the grieving right off the fucking planet a bandit left handed, demanding understanding. Its fucking riddles and jokes I’m easy to mother fucking provoke. But you’ll be soaking wet with regret if you try to stop it. You’ll get popped with the Glock spit fully or semi don’t be the enemy, defending the, to scale the fence the fog is dense the woods are immense. I’m wearing a trench coat carrying a fucking scope tipping the scales even the mother fucking slope. They set up prison camps for U.S. citizens, now we got the feds listening.

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from Verbal Terrorist, released January 9, 2014

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