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Warning.
You've heard it in history
Time and time again
But do you listen
Really listen
What happened to the American
Who'd take no corruption
Who'd make a stink if they smelled even a small somethin
Will we be that generation?
Where survival was the only thought
When people took the scraps given
Where not one of us even faught
See
At first
You won't be taken by force
First they leak into your homes
Slowly taking till you're poor
Education's not important
Neither is privacy
We sign it away with such negligent leniency
In the name of safety
Man
What a fuckin joke
Ask a dead man about cameras
Microphones in their home
Ask how they'd cope
They'd say hell no
They would have cheered for Snowden
They would have never allowed a billionaire
To TALK his way in
They would have called for blood
Rioted till media rotted that silver tongue
They would have faught
Instead of nodding as a means to run
Weak ass people
Know it will only get worse
He's reneged on his own gun views
Know this step is only the first
People taking sides as if their party are looking out for their souls
Not likely
Before this place falls
This dual citizen will go
Like Cuba
Only the smart ones saw the issue
The loyal ones stayed
Had their riches taken and reissued
That feeling I push as familiar doom takes over
This time
My sorrow, not for Havana
But for the US as I cross the border
But I'll be on safe ground watching as they cry
'How did we let this dictator cruise on by'
History will be erased
Only the other continents will know
As media will be controlled
Much like it is around the world
But no more
I won't be that hopeful Cuban again
My history precedes me
I see a familiar storm rolling in
Get out while you can
If your people decide
They'd rather be slaves
To be erased when they finally fight
By then, it will be too late
If you stay you have chosen to die
Yes
It is that serious
Anything else they sell is a fuckin lie
You better hope this ends right
If it doesn't I'm out the next flight
When the idiots are making decisions
That will effect MY line
So as a parting message
Know that language is life
No matter where I part
I'll know how to rise
Learn a new language art
How to speak something not English for a start
Or stay and be part of the show
In a row of gunfire as your last embark.
Time and time again
But do you listen
Really listen
What happened to the American
Who'd take no corruption
Who'd make a stink if they smelled even a small somethin
Will we be that generation?
Where survival was the only thought
When people took the scraps given
Where not one of us even faught
See
At first
You won't be taken by force
First they leak into your homes
Slowly taking till you're poor
Education's not important
Neither is privacy
We sign it away with such negligent leniency
In the name of safety
Man
What a fuckin joke
Ask a dead man about cameras
Microphones in their home
Ask how they'd cope
They'd say hell no
They would have cheered for Snowden
They would have never allowed a billionaire
To TALK his way in
They would have called for blood
Rioted till media rotted that silver tongue
They would have faught
Instead of nodding as a means to run
Weak ass people
Know it will only get worse
He's reneged on his own gun views
Know this step is only the first
People taking sides as if their party are looking out for their souls
Not likely
Before this place falls
This dual citizen will go
Like Cuba
Only the smart ones saw the issue
The loyal ones stayed
Had their riches taken and reissued
That feeling I push as familiar doom takes over
This time
My sorrow, not for Havana
But for the US as I cross the border
But I'll be on safe ground watching as they cry
'How did we let this dictator cruise on by'
History will be erased
Only the other continents will know
As media will be controlled
Much like it is around the world
But no more
I won't be that hopeful Cuban again
My history precedes me
I see a familiar storm rolling in
Get out while you can
If your people decide
They'd rather be slaves
To be erased when they finally fight
By then, it will be too late
If you stay you have chosen to die
Yes
It is that serious
Anything else they sell is a fuckin lie
You better hope this ends right
If it doesn't I'm out the next flight
When the idiots are making decisions
That will effect MY line
So as a parting message
Know that language is life
No matter where I part
I'll know how to rise
Learn a new language art
How to speak something not English for a start
Or stay and be part of the show
In a row of gunfire as your last embark.
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