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lirik lagu the strawman – payday monsanto

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“the things which are going on, have been planned for at least 40 years, minimum. i can show you, at least 40 years ago”*

for the love of fiat currency they k!ll…
(a staple on your m*th*f*ckin’ table, man you gotta have it)
honestly, it ain’t n0body really free, at will…
(they disappeared your rights with 8th grade magic)
what a travesty…
(yeah… it’s all a big illusion, c’mon)
but, that ain’t really how it has to be…
(it’s not all that confusing)
i know some jokers like to laugh at me…
(all the shameless tax they’re using)
but, they are simply made up strawman…
awww, man…
(f*ckin’ right, f*ckin’ right)

it’s like the wizard of oz, when you get with the livе allegory, ’cause the story is a blizzard of liеs. it’s just that you’ve been told, ain’t exquisite as gold, the truth is hidden under the inquisitor’s robe. executioners do that, at a rapid rate, executioners wear black, f*ck the magistrate. mickey*mouse courts, make a n*gga sick, stick ’em all in the mouth, with a big rubber d*ck…

if you can’t sit on your ass, for an hour, and make a grand…
you’re locked in a prison, you don’t even understand…
if you can’t open a book, and *n*lyze the plan…
you’re locked in a prison, you don’t even understand…
whenever you give up your rights, to carry guns & am(mo)…
you’re locked in a prison, you don’t even understand…
my brother trife, spent about a couple hundred grand…
he’s locked in a prison, and he really understands…
philadelphia lawyer, i’m bad*to*the*bone, but i’m not represented by mr. bob simone. you can liken me to ariel sharon, i don’t give a f*ck about your cover, ’cause it’s blown. i’m the world trade, givin’ you a loan, you better take it, or i’m gon’ leave you naked & alone. you better not be late for work, wake your block up, rockefeller dummies, don’t make me put the glock up. we will change your wack plaque, clack*clack, we are change, and that’s that. we ain’t docile, prozac ain’t hip, now, everything you thought was wrong, get a grip, now. the streets is knockin’, i got the flip style, we go in real smart, before we have to get wild. my name is truth & freedom, they say i spit foul, f*ck all the sh*t you heard, i’m the sh*t, now…

if you can’t sit on your ass, for an hour, and make a grand…
you’re locked in a prison, you don’t even understand…
if you can’t open a book, and *n*lyze the plan…
you’re locked in a prison, you don’t even understand…
whenever you give up your rights, to carry guns & am(mo)…
you’re locked in a prison, you don’t even understand…
my brother trife, spent about a couple hundred grand…
he’s locked in a prison, and he really understands…
(really understands)

“this government was already keenly antic*p*ting a major war, in the middle east. i can show you, at least 40 years ago”*

(((for the)))

for the love of fiat currency they k!ll…
(they k!ll)
honestly, it ain’t n0body really free, at will…
(free at will)
what a travesty…
(what a travesty)
but, that ain’t really how it has to be…
(has to be)
i know some jokers like to laugh at me…
(laugh at me)
but, they are simply made up strawman…
awww, man…

*quotes from jordan maxwell

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