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The situation of the world is bad, of feet involved in the war of the studies that govern We walk the streets looking for a real revolution, reproach with much repudiation for those of uniform thieves It is all right I walk with no problems But what happens is that now even in music they kill us, buy us, sell us, like hot bitches May he respect us! No to Mind Control They won’t buy us Because we are few, but lethal Stray to death and forever dog