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Malice Of Mammon (feat. Chuck D) Lyrics


R.a. The Rugged Man Malice Of Mammon (feat. Chuck D)

[The Louvin Brothers - Sinner you'd better get ready Sample]
Sinner you'd better get ready
The time's a comin when the sinner must die

[Chuck D(?) Hook]
Money make the globe turn x2
REACH!
Money make the globe turn x2

[R.A. Verse 1]
Power override government by coorparate elitist
The coorperations write laws that the goverment keep secret
Private prison keeps you in damn chains
While pointing legislators, judges and presidential campaigns

Government propaganda appears pompus
By scientists not science when theories are funded by fearmongerers
Warmongering and profiting on corpses is morbid
The poor get deported
The middle-class gets extorted

It's corporate, the criminals of those the IRS won't audit
Ponzischeme make the cake off and Bernie made off it(?)

We celebrate giving thanks, having parades at Macys
While we invade lands, hospitals and kill babies
Mutilate human life, make hate like(?)
Hate, rob, steel, law-break, kidnap, murder, rape
For the money

[Chuck D(?) Hook]

[Chuck D Interlude 1]
Its not worth the paper it's printed on
Back by the Pentagon
Asskicking going on
(Money!)
Grossnationalproduct
Meaning what is the answer
Another missile

[R.A Verse 2]
Officer overseer gunkill nightstick chokeholder
Clanhero marksman(?) Singer population-controller

You genecist globe-owner
You can buy shares
Operation depopulation
The Bill Gates Billionaires

Beakin prejudice from tounge(?)
Where the venomous come from
And the heretics gone wong(?)
Begin Genesis 1:1

The government become God, bomb mosques and burn churches
Kill for black liquid beneath the Earth's surface

DDT in the 1940s
Now it's genetically modified organisms created in laboratories
Toxic edible chemicals poisoning the nation
'cuz Monsanto runs the Food and Drugs Administration

Contaminate your DNA, Agent Orange inventors
Responsible for murdering 4 of my family members
I chase J.P. Morg 'till he gone
Tell Wells how far I go
And keep his circus-act sideshow
F..ck the money!

[Chuck D(?) Hook]

[Chuck D Interlude 2]
The countless (?) getting counted as lawyers, change the planet
The workers, players and artists go damnit
Haha, you jump for this dollar, bust a like
It got you trust for this paper right?
Reach for it!

[R.A. Verse 3]
Encore when the bars from the God
War bombs galore
Strategic tactician soldiers in the art of war
Police would fire hoses harming the poor
Military designated regions in the city, part of martial law

Doctors prescribing pills for non-existent conditions
'cuz the pharmaceutical companies are in bed with the physicians
Push false diagnoses and drug your brain
Make Pablo Escobar's drug hustle look like chump change

No need for discipline, feed the children Aderall and Ritalin
Prescription medicine, synthetic heroin and Dexedrine

Use your kids as guinea pigs, their mind and bodies
Turn them into drug induced suicidal zombies
Hit like a plane in the sky when it fly into a tower
The more afraid people are the more government gain power

That's why I'm fighting that power
Like Mr Chuck Ridenhour
When I'm riding I'm arriving like on the Island of Okinawa
F..ck the money!

[Chuck D(?) Hook]

[Chuck D Outro]
Money talks, but God left the room


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