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Baby I'm more than a little concerned you see
about the New World Order conspiracies
And the covert speading of deadly disease
They've got earthquake machines and UFO's
and black helicopters wherever we go
But I forget them all when you are with me
They can telepathically monitor my mind
I'm not scared of what they'll find - Let them do what they're gonna do
Cuz if the government can read my mind they know I'm thinking of you
They've got secretly funded internment camps and biological warefare labs
But when you look at me they all don't seem so bad
They've got Martian traded technology, and mind control psychology
I'll let them do what they're gonna do
Cuz if the government can read my mind they know I'm thinking of you.
I could stockpile food and join a militia but I'd rather stay at home and kiss ya
Let them do what they're gonna do
Cuz if the government could read my mind they know I'm thinking of you
If the government can read my mind baby, you know it doesn't matter what they find, cuz if the government can read my mind they know I'm thinking of you.
Ignorance of people purchasing diamonds and necklaces,
And barely able to keep the payments up on their lessons,
And enrolled in a class and don't know who the professor is,
How low people go for the dough and make a mess of things,
Kids are murdering other kids for the fun of it,
Instead of using their mind or their fist, they put a gun in it.
Wanna be a part of a clique, don't know who's running it,
Tragedy on top of tragedy you know it's killing me.
So many people in agony, this shouldn't have to be,
Too busy focusing on ourselves and not His Majesty,
There has to be some type of change for this day and age,
We gotta rearrange and flip the page,
Living encaged like animals and cannibals,
Eating each other alive just to survive the nine to five,
Every single day is trouble while we struggle and strive,
Peace of mind's so hard to find.
I wanna shout, throw my hands up and shout
What's this madness all about
All this makes me wanna shout
You know it makes me wanna shout
Throw my hands up and shout
What's this madness all about
All this makes me wanna shout, c'mon now
Problems, complications and accusations
Dividing the nations and races of empty faces
A war is taking place.
No substitution for restitution, the only solution for peace
Is increasing the height of your spirituality.
Masses of minds are shrouded, clouded visions
Deceptions and indecision, no faith or religion, how we're living.
The clock is ticking, the end is coming, there'll be no warning,
But will we live to see the dawn.
They get you ready to fight
The fuse is ready to blow
You shoot to kill on sight
They call you g I joe
You never wanted to stop
The smell of burning flesh
The hero marches alone
Across the highway of death
It's not a matter of rights
It's just a matter of war
Don't have a reason to fight
They never had one before
You're just a killing machine
He's come to take you down
We take the gas that we need
And pump the blood on the ground
They're gonna set you up
So they can take you down
They're gonna suck you dry
They've left the blood to be found
They're gonna rip you apart
You're gonna burn at the stake
Cos when it's time to collect
It's only heroes who pay
Video games train the kids for war.
Army chic in high-fashion stores.
Law and order's done their job.
Prisons filled while the rich still rob.
Violence rules within' our nation's midst.
Well ignorance is their power tool.
You'll only know what they want you to know.
The television cannot lie.
Controlling media with smokescreen eyes.
Nuclear politicians picture show.
The acting's lousy but the blind don't know.
They scare us all with threats of war.
So we forget just how bad things are.
You taste the fear when you're all alone.
They gonna git'cha when you're on your own.
The silence of conspiracy.
Slaughtered on the altar of apathy.
You gotta wake up from your sleep.
'Cause meek inherits earth...six feet deep.
Open your eyes see the lies right in front of ya.
Open your eyes.....
Listen to anything from Immortal Technique. He is ill.