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big brother and undercovers smother and bug us.
they've got our phones tapped and radar cameras hover above us.
the government covets control and stops at nothin to touch it
and turn around and ask us if we trust it. enough is enough wit
control grids. face, fingertips, eyes, and motions
are tracked alike so satellites know where your phone is
so at the first notion of revoltin, you're thrown in
a fema concentration camp so makin plans is hopeless.
freedom is the focus. i'm weary of associates.
cause anyone's an agent and i see them when they're scopin.
plus if you're a dissident and go against the system then
they listen in and follow you like twitter friends. it's sickenin.
global fascism is the mission and that tinted van
is startin to look mighty suspicious or i'm trippin man.
michigan militia men are on the right path.
catch me in a bunker wit guns and a chunk of nice hash...
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Lunar Plexus,
released 10 August 2010
Produced by Brazen
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