Pro-pain

[! M@ro@mD !]

State Of Mind

 

Sold to the highest bidder

How does it feel to be meat

Hard as nails like a psycho killer

Runnin' around as if you're oh so street

Well it's time to check yourself

Cause if they find you out they'll

Drop your on the shelf

Just another corporate tool

Gonna show you why it pays to be genuine fool

Bite the black sheep and emulate

Messages that they create

Our nation is fueled by hate

The decimation of a facist state

Same as it ever was, or maybe not

Sick enough to make your head spin around

Or get your shot

I think it's time we made some noise

Drop bombs

Seperate men from boys cause

Independence is king and

Anything else don't mean a god thing

[! M@ro@mD !]

Gunya Down

 

Genocide is looming out over the east

So catch a ride in the belly or the back of the beast

They burned down the church

And the preacher had died

He was a man of the cloth with a gun at his side

Bang, bang, bang, friends are dead

With the fragments of bullets inside theirs heads

Now they lie in a ditch where the bodies are dumped

And they were stripped of the clothes

Which the bullets were pumped

We must forgive but not forget

The choice to kill we will regret

The shells will rock the tiny town

When neighbor come to gunya down

Dogs of war are declared on the loose

Put a rope round your neck and tighten the noose

Radical pigs huddle safe in their slop

While the rats will starve in the cage till they drop

Here we go again

Just remember Somalia, flashback Vietnam

Rwanda's a lesson that need be learned

They put the gas to tyhe flesh to the match till they burned

Terror beyond what we can see

As history repeats

No way to protect or to defend

What we can't comprehend

The end

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The Mercy Killings

 

The people shouted no justice and no peace

It's getting pretty wicked and wild in the streets

We're frightened of the gunshots in the park

Praying that our kids come home before dark

Screaming sirens cuss the air

They're killing our kids and they don't care

It makes you wanna hang your head and cry

It makes you feel powerless inside

Took the tech 9

To the head

It was a mercy kill

And there were five found dead

Violence nine to five

I can't really say that it's great to be alive

I'm talking about the bloodshed overflow

It's moving too fast for the folks below

When reality rears it's head

Hope is lost as tears are shed

We fall prey to violence crime

Been sittin' ducks for all our lives

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Contents Under Pressure

 

This court is in session

So stand erect

The case persecution

Of generation X

A taste of pollution

To make you choke

En masse execution

Behind the smoke

Discarded and thrown by the wayside

Endorse this punishable act

Blame us if we are what you made us

Die slowly but leave us intact

They buried the treasure

And burned the map

They cut down the trees

And drank the sap

The earth is a prison

With no where to go

Contents under pressure

It's bound to blow

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Against The Grain

 

Man went on a mission

To save the day

He started a militia

Called crime does pay

Everywhere he went

The crowds would gather 'round

As he posted propaganda

All throughout the town

Violence everywhere

Blame the government

Show us that you care

How's the money spent ?

Said it once before

That ignorance is bliss

And media's a

All because of this

Prison you made

It's built to last

How can you stoop so low

The fate of our futures in the past

There's nowhere for us to go but

Against the grain

Politics is business

And business sucks

Extortion is the key

To making bigger bucks

Judges taking bribes

While golfing on the green

While the lawyers get some grease

To oil their machine

Promise everywhere

None they'll ever keep

Justice isn't fair

Pockets gettin deep

Patience running out

The people gettin'

We never had a doubt

They'd wash their hands of the

Prison you made

It's built to last

How can you stoop so low

The fate of our futures in the past

There's nowhere for us to go but

Against the grain

I got armor on my back

And eyes in the back of my head

So behold the overthrow

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Box City

 

Once there was a promise

A promise made to me

That if I keep working hard

My dream would come to be

Built a future with my hands

Was punctual, met demands

Then suddenly tragedy

If the system keeps ' me

I'm going back to the box city

If patience is a virtue

Then I am a saint

Beaurocracy in motion

Sir

You're going to have to wait

It takes a buck to make a buck

And those with none I guess are

So we were never really free

This winter is killing me

I'm trapped out here in box city

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Odd Man Out

 

Stuck in a rut of a depression

Putting every emotion to the test

Infatuation, obsession

It's making you feel like you're the best

Well, I for one, another person

Who never connected with a crowd

My isolation is crucial

In making myself feel proud

Remember what dad told you

"Don't believe the lies"

"They'll cultivate and mold you

Right before your eyes"

It's just the same old song with the same old dance

I kicked it live when you still your pants

Stuck to my guns

That's what life's about

When the ship rolled in it left this

Odd man out

Isn't it cool to be the captain ?

Isn't it nice to be the king ?

How can you smile in a heartbeat

Amidst the pain and suffering

It's never too late to learn a lesson

Like never go down without a fight

Make positive out of the negative

By keeping your karma insight

It ain't about where you come from

It's about where you've been

When you were all that and then some

The vultures sucked you in

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Political Suicide

 

Well it's 6 am at the white house

And the sun's just about to break

Gonna go for a run with the C.I.A

And talk shop with my boys in Kuwait

We got ethnic cleansing in Bosnia

While the Haitian's come in by boat

I think it's time for some media posturing

To put the spark right back in your vote

I reserve the right

To lie straight up in your face

I'll squeal in delight

And leave you in disgrace

I will not step down

Hurt my pride

I shalt thou commit

Political suicide

Got a real nice disposition

More perks then a chock full o'nuts

But I can't stand up to the congress

Cause I just don't have the guts

My hands are ties domestically

I gotta brown nose the N.R.A.

Those campaign contributions

Have put me where I am today

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The Truth Hurts (1994)

 

Make War (Not Love)

 

I'm an open wound

I can feel lt In my gut

I lie face down In my excrement and try to belly up

Unilke a fish I can't swim against the tide

So i keep my head above water and try to thumb a ride

 

Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall

The rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall

Destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove

AND MAKE WAR NOT LOVE

 

lf i were a broken back and you were a brace

would you let me lay down and die here or put me back in place

Like the lamb, too submissive and nice

you were easy prey for the wolf pack who made you pay the price

 

Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall

the rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall

destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove

and make war not love

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Bad Blood

 

The bad blood blood is dripping Down the wall

Your sneakers are slipping Do break your fall

You thought it was a game Till Johnny got his gun

The talons got your name I think you'd better run

 

My time, my work, your prize, you jerk

realize, i despise, you and yours and you me

BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD

 

The bad blood is boiling on the floor

You can't stop the anger cause this means war

Surrender your conscience, and do your time

I will not forgive you for wasting mine

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The Truth Hurts

 

Put on yout hat and coat and take

A walk down the street

I think you're bound to be surprised

By all the bodies you meet

The bowels of the melting pot

Wreeks of

While a guy does your windows

With a sponge and his spit

The whores on the highway try to forget

That they jeopardized the lives of the guys they met

Some will shoot you up and stuff

You down a drain pipe hole

Cause they wouldn't touch your body

With a ten foot pole

 

Stick em up, stick em up, empty the drawer

Said the banger to the owner of the liquor store

I was purchasing some wine

When I heard the pops and a patron started screaming

"Someone call the cops"

The cops were called, and we were told to wait

But the death toll rose because the cops were late

The banger ran out,and he was gone in a flash

He got away with the murder,

And out with the cash

 

The truth hurts, the truth hurts,

And fairy tales are written like a book

The truth hurts, the truth hurts

Just open your eyes and take a look, son

 

Let's take a little trip to the lower side

There's a junkie in a place where the freaks reside

He shoots the , and gets the rent paid free

With government checks and lots ofAZT

He sees his kids about once a week

And his wife's on her death bed as we speak

She prays for little ones everyday

But the boy is infected and the girl's O.K.

Jackin' in the city while the city sleeps

You play lor fun and they play for keeps

There's a thief in the hood just waitin to pop

And a kid in a Cadillac tryin to cop

Herb and couple vials of coke

And he don't sweat it out cause the fine's a joke

In a matter of time it was a real done deal

It's back to the burbs because the ain't real

 

But the truth hurts, the truth hurts,

And fairy tales are written like a book

The truth hurts, the truth hurts,

just open your eyes and take a look, son

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Put The Lights Out

 

Bout time you showed up

I was just about to count you out for giving up

When we were young we talked about the same things

Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating

We sure knew how to ride a crowd

The cops showed up because the music was loud,

but that's what being sixteen was all about

Step into the ring and swing and put the lights out

 

Six hundred rushed the stage

The crowd in a frenzy the band in a rage

Kick a little homage just for the old times

To spread the gospel and bust out a new rhyme

Gotta wonder what's next for the encore

Maybe some hip hop maybe something hardcore

Toughen up enough to throw your body out

Everbody move and put the lights out

 

Whe reap the pros in pain

A shock for the body and food for the brain

Power to the people who shook the cage

Read the fine print and turned the page

I'll make you ponder the thought succes

Could be a quality you possess

Get off your , don't be a burnout

Step into the thick of things and

Put the lights out

[! M@ro@mD !]

Denial

 

Born in '65 A bouncing baby boy

A million dollar smile A brand new box of toys

Every mothers dream An innocent child to hold

Untarnished by humanity bright naive yet bold

 

School came he tearned the meaning of joy, pain,

misfortune and gain He'd ask questions about sex and life

like - why is daddy messing with his ex-wife?

 

Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial

Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial

 

Peer pressure took Control of his life one day

What good he a left in his heart was stripped away

His parents got divorced left him out in the corld

Funny how we get so bitter as we grow old

 

The boy cried his girl by his side

She's bold and bright, naive, uptight

someday he'd like to tie the knot

But the inner self remembers all that time forgot

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Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

 

AMERICA SUCKS!

Yeah, what the ! I'm thinking of moving overseas

The heart of this country has fallen apart and the people,

they grovel on their knees I vote and I vote and I vote,

but no results tell me what the hell is going on

I-ll get on a boat pack a lunch and grab a six

and set the cruise control for Hong Kong

 

We want the best, we get the worst

We won the west under the big wide blue sky

Forget the past, the duke is dead We're fading fast,

So let sleeping dogs lie

 

I'm sick of the sounds and sights and bright lights

as the dixie band starts to play There's lots of paper hats,

and flags wave But to me it's just another day

I try and I try and I try to take a stand

But it gets thrown back in my face

Majority rules! Yeah right, not here

It takes bucks to enter the race

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One Man Army

 

Beat down like a pile of junk

Politically incorrect

We knew he deserved the best But he never got no respect

Six kids and an empty wallet

With a hole the size of a dime

Not a dollar or a dream to boot

He thanks God for a hell of a time

 

Here lies the middle class

What once was is now past

Our forefathers spent their lives cultivating this ?

One man army born and bred

Never cared much what no one said

Worked all dat till his fingers bled

He was a one man army

 

One day he bought a shotgun

And went home and sat on the bed

He downed more than a couple of drinks

That put the 's' word in his mouth

So the future is not so bright when everything looks so dim

Then he tought about who he loves

But thought more about who loves him

 

Too much pain and no gain

Suck the blood from my veins

I work too hard to have you

Take it all away

 

I see red when you see green

Kill us all when we turn 18

If oppertunity ever knocked

I guess we weren't home