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lirik lagu quack watch – payday monsanto

obama*noids, how you feelin’ these days? i see you…you understand the definition now, huh? they changed the definition of change, you dig me? they’ve changed the definition of change, and hope. i hope your hopes come true, and your new puppet’s…(i hope this is what you hoped for) [laughs] hussein…

let me ease it on in for ‘ya, this is a serious topic, i hope you got your ky jelly in your nearest pocket. i’m here to stop it, i stay with pens in all sorts, don’t make me put my iron claws across your chalkboard. your sound’s so fuzzy, i wanna tickle you, and squirt pure saline in your vein, and watch it cripple you. you’ve been pushin’ this poison, and it’s concernin’ me, cooperate, or i’m gon’ have to strap you to a gurney…

that dr. oz, has got to get his shots…
wether he likes it, or not…
(laughs)
wether he likes it, or not…
now, will they pay for all the things they do?
perhaps one day, that’s up to me & you…
(me & you)

yeah…i know this is gonna sound strange, but the whole new world order’s schedule has changed. see, i know the itinerary, they can no longer make my vision blurry. the new world order doesn’t exist, as you knew it in the past, now listen to this. we took it over, have you ever wondered? the ratio, embrace it, yo, we k!ll ’em with our numbers…

you can’t keep the people asleep…
although i see you try…
(uh*huh, uh*huh)
you can keep the people asleep…
we’re going to poke your eye…
(laughs)

new world order, (yeah) dead in the water, you gotta see the prophecy, you gotta see the slaughter. i saw it all before in a dream, as a reporter, i woke up in the morning with a foreign tape recorder. i had to roll over, and question my wife, ’cause i never owned a d*mn samsung, in my life. plugged in the earpiece, pushed play, like “d*mn, it’s david rockefeller tellin’ me the whole plan.”

we are casually gonna murder you…
that’s exactly what we plan to do…
i own the papers, you read every day…
i control your information
every m*th*f*ckin’ way…
we’ve been k!llin’ you, so casually…
we’d have thought by now, you’d have to see…
it breaks my heart, the way sh*t has to be…
i pray to god, that you break out of all your apathy…
the media’s guilty of treason, the did not interview bob mcilvey, for a reason. he cannot be refuted, he is more sk!lled at his craft, than anyone recruited. and, we can indict the whole commission, a lot of testimony, and they didn’t wanna listen. i pray to god you’ve heard of a, little bobby mcilvey, now i’ma help his father search for his murderer…

- payday monsanto

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