**lyricz: take out the money or suffer the a planet office murder abundance observe what became of the ones who escaped the slaf,very stations clutches, no i won't be no puppet. i mastered my craft, just to overcome it. now im down , but somehow still above it. corrupted injustice, fuck every goverment. no trust, the truth gets hushed, snuffed out, flushed. turned to crime to earn mine. why try to work for an establishment of radical lies. unkind and malicious they they for the riches. i means nothing to kill us. we're disposable objects that stand on the way of their profits instead of combining for progress. they rather use greed to herd people like cattle, its nonsense. rotten and evil machine ruled apocalypse, political parties in polished new cars, ruthlessly collect youthful targets. its too hard to stop once it's been started. we can march and stomp all we want, the world is still falling apart regardless.