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The Resistance

from Verbal Terrorist III by Verbal Terrorist

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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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from Verbal Terrorist III, track released September 11, 2016

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