The USA Project Album

LYRICS

Democra Sees A Dead Body

[Verse 1: The Human Animal]

My mindset like September the 12th
Venomous wealth, nuke music make your brain cells melt
We play the hand that’s dealt with no remorse
Like it’s 1776 July 4th
Going block to block, door to door
This shit is war motherfucker, what you fighting for?
We got cause, reason, many forms of treason
This our country, our land, we not leaving
So when the sun start lowing and the radioactive fallout start glowing
I’ma hold y’all like Mary getting fucked by Joseph
As the wind blows heavy with the cries of the hopeless
I’m sick of talking about it, we gotta be about it
Politics is lived, you can’t just read about it
So while y’all waiting for the system to change
We mixing hydrochloric acid with beats and taking aim

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Free market market market mind control)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Television, television)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Free market market market mind control)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Television, television)

[Verse 2: Bigg Higg]

They stick us in their labor camps and tell us to work hard
But work we do won’t benefit the populace at large
Basically we’re baking bread for those who are in charge
Who rule by force and force alone and never come to harm
But I ain’t down for toiling in your factories and fields
And earning just of portion of the produce that I yield
They say property is theft because it’s only what you steal
Workers breaking their backs and can barely afford meals
Capital, the owning classes living off our efforts
Factories in cities and railroads through deserts
The shallow graves of workers are our only way to measure
How we were robbed and cheated to increase our masters’ pleasure
We toil day by day while you relax taking in sun
Still can’t earn a living wage while loading sixteen tons
But we will not stay silent for the system, time has come
And we are here to end it, I suggest you bring your guns

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Free market market market mind control)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Television, television)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Free market market market mind control)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Television, television)

[Verse 3: The Human Animal]

You see they say the same thing, it’s called a talking point
It’s so you never hear the real talk, that’s the point
They need to manage your perception with the things you read
It’s informative warfare, the lifeblood of the machine
See they market Presidents like brand names
Hiring Madison Ave firms to design campaigns
So they all yell “change” while the game gets disgusting
Everybody running their mouths but never saying nothing
Fuck em, all these corporate execs
Running the country like a company what the fuck you expect
When they develop a disease and own the vaccine
And millions begin to die cuz they patented the genes
It’s a sick scene seeing lines up the road
Cuz people living in tents and they begging for a home
On your own now, necks snapped off nooses
No respect for life so this government, useless

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Free market market market mind control)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Television, television)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Free market market market mind control)
And now democra sees a dead body, and wants to watch
(Television, television)

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Die Alive

[Verse 1: Bigg Higg]

I breathe life into my verse
It’s like watching a woman give birth
Like planting seeds in the earth
I’m still serene and secure in my worth
While the bombs and the bullets from the guns still burst
Because the people live cursed
Indigenous tribes banished from the lands that they once called home
Most people still scared of the new and unknown
I raise my black flag high for all of those killed
Sacco, Vanzetti, Magon, Durruti, Brad Will
Haymarket Martyrs, Spaniards in thirty six
Russians in 17, damn Bakunin predicted it
Knowing the state can crush us all in an instant
But we stand strong, thrive on persistence
Paying homage to the dead and their wisdom
All the beautiful souls who rot in prison
Who never saw the freedom that they died for
Who never could reach the goals that they strived for
When standing strong on the concrete, I do it for them
All the oppressed and the beaten down do it for them
All this death and destruction, we need it to end

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

I got a feeling we gon’ die tonight
I know I really wanna die tonight
I got a feeling we alive tonight
I know I wanna feel alive tonight
I got a feeling we gon’ die tonight
I know I really wanna die tonight
I got a feeling we alive

[Verse 2: The Human Animal]

I’m through with it all the drama and the bullshit
Consider me aborted, something you can’t afford to lose
In whose shoes I walk is not yours
I talk with your voice but not with your words
I’m worthless, a love you can’t purchase
A house made of gold but the home is unfurnished
A lesson learned so no more can you hurt us
The verdicts in and the only one i trust is me
And not you, you bit off more than you could chew
So far from the life you knew
From those two little words “I do”
I didn’t, I tried, I lied, I did it, I’m a sinner
Shit I wonder if it’s even in you
To understand the pain that I been through
Being betrayed by the hero you look up to
My worst nightmare come true
Not being able to say I love you

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

I got a feeling we gon’ die tonight
I know I really wanna die tonight
I got a feeling we alive tonight
I know I wanna feel alive tonight
I got a feeling we gon’ die tonight
I know I really wanna die tonight
I got a feeling we alive

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Sheep

[Verse 1: The Human Animal]

I’m pulp fiction, vulture kings pawns and pigeons
The quickest in this shit kicking a funky ass composition
No competition, we measure dicks by the caliber
Cannabis by the brick and enemies by their stamina
We out of land but see the family well fed
A weatherman running wit ammonia and lemonheads
A known provoker, chain smoke clit stroker
Lower city dope seller to the stock brokers
Hold your breath I set fires in every city now
State town heavily shelled we underground like
Hell’s elevators, sky scraping the rain black
Metal jaguar, city syndicated rap
Instrumental combat, we burn at full contact
Direct action, a fraction ain’t down but we gon’ ration
Oil and food hidden with weapons in stash houses
A safe haven blacked out up in the mountains

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

The sheep are assets, but they need access
Why you think they’re paying Facebook them fat checks
$580 for MySpace, they’re enterprising
FBI on my line and profiling

[Verse 2: Bigg Higg]

Some days I wonder what the weather’s like underground
Envision cities that I once knew with bombs all around
Explosions in their offices and government buildings
Notes left at the scene, condemning their killings
Instilling fear in their eyes which they hide behind masks
As the pigs attack the innocent with guns and gas
Corporate windows smashed, molotovs torch cruisers
We fin a turn the capital into a scene from Fallujah
Pacifism spells privilege, I know what we’re facing
Rather be on the run than at home staying patient
I can’t fucking take it, this five year holocaust
Dreams of homemade bombs and aiming the sawed off
Cause this war will be ended only when we choose to end it
Peaceful protests are meaningless, let’s stop pretending
Break free from false conceptions, we’ll do more good than harm
Come together little weathermen, take up arms

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: The Human Animal]

I free the market and fuck it just like a virgin
Our brain dead but our bodies keep working
A bed of dirt underground in nests
Where mothers cry with their child duct taped to their chest
Selling recipes, whatever you want I got
Exotic animals and different types herbicidal crops
I got yellow fever, diseased rodents, and plagues
That I feed to wolves before I let them loose out the cage
See I never hesitate or hold my tongue
Or pay taxes to manufacture bombs and guns
When in the long run, they gon’ be used on me
Already being watched by these CCTVs
Hidden cameras in the lamppost watch the street
Web cams in the bedroom to watch you sleep
Satellites in the sky, third eye of the state
Sophisticated search patterns and behavioral traits

[Chorus]

Kill People

[Verse One: The Human Animal]

We in and out, riot squad claiming crowd control
We got our Timbs laced stay up in the cut like nymphos
I pimp rap like a Freddie Mac loan
Like it wasn’t accidental home sweet home was stolen
Shit, welcome to the green zone
Where the ignorant die slow
And everybody sleeps with their eyes open
Domed out while the home get tapped
We nailing fabric to the windows and trigger-rigging the thermostats
Tunnel rats, metal casket subways
They packed like cattle but they smell like ashtrays
Where everyday a different shade of gray
And arsenic in the puddles where the children play
Modern slavery, these little guinea pig kids
Thought I could be medicated but my flow too sick
Losing my grip wondering if we gon’ see tomorrow
Watching them bury bodies underneath the aisles at Wal-mart

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

War is not real, war is not real
You are a hero, you are a hero
These are not people, these are not people
They are pure evil, they are pure evil

[Verse Two: Bigg Higg]

The magician slid a rabbit out his hat, imagine that
Facts based in fantasies, fabricate another stat
Bring it back to slide of hands, fictionalize history
As the magic club fraternity keeps us from the mystery
So if the medium is owned by an order which makes gains
From the falsities of stories which only bring us more pain
Then they ought to be ignored by all of us who maintain
In the struggle for survival as they bind us with chains
On the brain, on the ankle, is it much of a change?
Seems strange we’ve fought for so long with little to claim
As advancements, they been taking back since the 80’s
I was born in the leviathan in 1984 baby
Reaganomics regressing like plate tectonics, depressing
The inner city griots who’d spit the message and the lesson
The essence is still magic, poli-tricks ain’t really real
We never gonna win the game if we let the master deal

[Chorus: The Human Animal]

War is not real, war is not real
You are a hero, you are a hero
These are not people, these are not people
They are pure evil, they are pure evil

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Barb Wire

[Verse 1]

The home of the free, land of the dead
Where they phone tap your skull and x-ray your head
We at the end of the world left sucking the roach
So we get blunted off of ozone, ducking the scope
Suckas are bone salad, 40 pallets of cash
We using 30 tons of paper just to wipe our ass
Aladdin mathematics like barreled crack unleashing mass havoc
Falling asleep acclimated to the heat like cactus
Nobody laughing, the racquet is far from funny cuz now
The only way to stay warm is burn your money
Buggin cuz everybody got plans to take from me but see
A hungry man is willing to get they hands bloody
And I want Disney to rebuild my home
So I can live inside the magic of a plastic clone
No holdin on, nobody home, none of the phones are on
And nobody got an idea of where to find the bomb

[Bridge]

So now we moving through the sewage
That wind through the pipeline
Where the motherland first miscarriaged her child
Crippled in silence, the metal fence electrified
Miles of barb wire harvesting the virus of violence

[Hook]

In the wasteland, abandoned with fire within our fists
Guerillas with hand cannons in surrounding mist
We in the wild where the habitat is act or kill
So we get paid to fill the graveyards on Capitol Hill

[Verse 2]

Inhale the air and smell the panic and fear
The military in the street and death is almost here
Feelings are homicidal, daily survival got me suicidal
Divine wisdom with vision that crystal clear as diamond
But y’all forgotten how rotten the morning breeze
Iron tear gas, coughing off of airborne disease
Trying to form reason to find peace with thieves
But all I see are mausoleums from the freedom of greed
And all these people pledging allegiance to the billboard ad
And all these rows of bodies looking like railroad tracks
Laying in maggots with rabbits that look like rats
Cuz ain’t none of em got hair from always eating the trash
Where all the acid from the factories is barreled and sent
Then emptied out into the bay where all the waste is kept
So all the residents next door that live in the fumes
Eventually die of cancer and amass brain tumors

[Bridge]

So now we moving through the sewage
That wind through the pipeline
Where the motherland first miscarriaged her child
Crippled in silence, the metal fence electrified
Miles of barb wire harvesting the virus of violence

[Hook]

In the wasteland, abandoned with fire within our fists
Guerillas with hand cannons in surrounding mist
We in the wild where the habitat is act or kill
So we get paid to fill the graveyards on Capitol Hill

[Interlude]

Your neighbor dead and you ain’t safe no more
So get the ammo and the camo and prepare for war

[Verse 3]

In the black rain blasting through the track like shrapnel
With a thousand raps patterned to be shattering asphalt
Their ass soft crack em with the raw then lay off
So when they ask for it have they ass nailed to the cross
Shit we paranormal swarming streets like arachnids
Ready for action, outfitted wit infidel fashion
Captains, thematic maps and guerilla tactics
Psychopathic copycats and kidnappers
Rap cadavers that be past their prime
I castrate em with the mic and dissect their minds
With rhizomatic command style rhyme and syntax
We craft addicts in backwoods like wolf packs
Who abstracted, popular status of a savage
That crack matches huffing on gas rapping like hijackers
Radioactive on behalf on the mass
Cuz half of you rappers suck and I ain’t being sarcastic

[Hook]

In the wasteland, abandoned with fire within our fists
Guerillas with hand cannons in surrounding mist
We in the wild where the habitat is act or kill
So we get paid to fill the graveyards on Capitol Hill

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Patriot Act

[Verse 1]

Through the paradox, semi automatically cocked
Cuz see the nightmares start when the alarm clocks stop
The tic toc, shattering the bricks and rocks
We lock stepping like skeletons ventilated in boxes
I drop lyrics with the spirit of Chiapas
They can’t stop us, running like ants under helicopters
Noxious, surviving living like insects
Held hostage, robbed, and fed to the monsters
I’m mad hostile, if ever the time right now
Before they contract Blackwater to your town
A soundtrack of dead babies and flat taxes
A new axis evil sequel they manufactured
A caste system, economics and captives
You either work for pennies serving man or become the master
The cash after the aftermath is what they really after
So it’s the Capitol we after

[Chorus]

In the heart of darkness
Running with Marxists and anarchists
Bearing the scars of a death squad escape artist
Marksmen in a midnight dream
Whether we underground for life or bring the fight to the scene
This shit is combat, Kodak-rap, graphic and raw
Ripping lines of anthrax up in a bathroom stall
Bodies eviscerated, lives like suicides wasted
Pacing amid the fire so damn right we aggravated

[Verse 2]

We got no antibodies, anybody liable to die
Running on landmines, out our fucking minds by campfires
We crime-thinking, clitoris licking up on silk linen
Animalistic, I fuck synthetically gifted
Live it or act, black Oceaniac backgrounds
Soundtracks of the last American hometowns
With pounds of flesh, empty mouths, and a rosary
The whole ground frozen, no one left, and you lonely
The art of war in the final hour
Nouns and black powder, we kick it back with the mags howling
Black carrots, pissy milk, and blood cabbage
The farm dead but at least I got a healthy marriage
Paris, they set the fire like I burn blunts
The city streets where they scream cuz the flame hurts
The pain is pure, either maintain or die early
And only murder if deserving and the fur worthy

[Bridge]

Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
It’s a motherfuckin airliner wrapped in flames
And as the window pane breaks like a new widow’s heart
A wind lifts through a city’s limbs ripped apart

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Contagious hatred, no skin, no faces
Skeleton style, society with no races
Paper, our fate erased by the corporate caper
We getting money, fuck the world, y’all can save it later
Rapping like cheap labor wolves loving sheep flavor
Religious cavemen, Eucharist, and fake saviors
They want to take it and break it like we ain’t ready for
Metaphors shaped by raps packed with C-4
A semi-formal criminal kid, brick forest
Playing with mortars, cross bows, and blow torches
Morticious songs that more viscous
For war we all committed, together we omnipotent
The litmus negative, mental static, and medicine
Televised musical pharmaceutical sedatives
The menace chemist American mainstream
With a fetish for the death sex, executive dream

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]

Sin in my eyes, city skies, cinematic mazes
Living in fire where the blind walk in empty cages
Amazing grace, level headed but decapitated
Assimilated triple-x sex mutilated
Imminent threats, method body control
We enter death through the medicine like chemical souls
In the snow fox guiles and the grime fatigues
Secret service trying to hunt us with snipers up in the trees
Enemies with a wiretap, name on file
Cuz I got ash in my lungs son of liberty style
Where I reside owls echo in the depths of horror
Cuz the night never ends and there’s no tomorrow
So they Our Father, names dissolved in flames
Bodies laying in the street and even cops are saying
The games over, silent as piles of child bones
Under bulldozers rolling to build new homes

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

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Orange Carnage

[Verse 1]

Everlasting the cash the curse
You see we used to burn flags now we burn the church
I’m well versed with it, they made a virgin give birth with it
Now they drilling and killing the fucking earth with it
Now Hip-Hop, how the fuck you pissed?
Don’t read but know what a real terrorist is?
In America the interest is business kid
Propaganda of the masses like Hitler did
It’s international, greed never recognized borders
Keeping every kid in line with deficits and disorders
The side effects ignored cuz the more prescribed
Means more for motherfuckers like Merck and Pfizer

[Bridge]

And now you think the fucking real world televised
And now you think the fucking real world televised
And now you think the fucking real world televised
Bitch how the fuck you think the real world televised

[Chorus]

Out the river they’re told the water cold so they all shiver
Sipping that Clorox liquor, the orange carnage
You know the carbonated brainwash
Spit it back in their face laced with napalm

[Verse 2]

You see the death rates sky with the rise of Nasdaq
Privatized systems and military contracts
So we back to war but not before
Tax cuts for the rich while we fuck the poor
Cuz of the $84 billion already approved
Only one point two percent is going to schools
We need $500 more for them weapons and chemicals
And you wonder why these kids is shooting their classrooms
See the truth is they ain’t really fucking with improvement
Most people are stupid and news is useless
That’s how they gotta do it, if you knew what I knew
Then you would never be about it believing it all true
So it’s Eve and Adam instead of evolution
Atom bombs and nukes for the execution
How they using and manipulating the Constitution
All depends on if the nation never knew what they’re doing

[Chorus]

Out the river they’re told the water cold so they all shiver
Sipping that Clorox liquor, the orange carnage
You know the carbonated brainwash
Spit it back in their face laced with napalm

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Kill Me

[Verse 1]

This is the year of the hunter, hear the gunners in trees
Just something about a battle that’ll numb your knees
We under cover of the moon with the tongues of thieves
While you a number being fed to the war machine
I got a bullet in my head, what I read was venom
So as of now, I ain’t stopping til the president beheaded
Nope, it ain’t Seven, it’s better, this Armageddon
The reason they call us rebels ain’t the way we dress

[Chorus]

They’re trying to kill me, cuz they be making money off of coffins
The industry of freedom and that fee will cost you
They’re trying to kill me, and if they ever succeed
It means I’m only gonna sell a million more copies

[Verse 2]

Focus, living in a mode of attack
Ulterior motives to leave a bar code on your back
We gon’ crash through the crowd, the color, the cobweb
Motherfuckers in your government are getting dropped dead
For the red, white, and blue, I don’t fight for you
You ain’t about the people, we nothing to you
But it’s us you live through so I’ll kiss your pistols
And rip into your history like knives in tissue

[Chorus]

They’re trying to kill me, cuz they be making money off of coffins
The industry of freedom and that fee will cost you
They’re trying to kill me, and if they ever succeed
It means I’m only gonna sell a million more copies

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Children Of War

[Verse 1]

Everyday they watched her like a target
From the mosque to the shop to the market
Then back home before the curfew started
They used to play cards, sip rum, and get retarded
Tales of back home and all the good times had
How they’re missing that good head living in Baghdad
‘What we should do’ one said with a grin on his face
‘Is run up in that young girl’s place and just take it
Yeah I know it’s crazy but the plan is perfect
All we gotta say is the man was an insurgent
The daughter just happened to get caught in the way
And when we done all we gotta do is light the propane
And as the evidence burns away
Just lay low and take cover for the next few days
So what you say, son? you in? you got my back rookie?’
“Yeah I’m in it’s been a minute since I had pussy”

[Verse 2]

He licked her face while he raped her
Pulled his dick out and made her taste it
Pulling her hair, putting her face in it
His veins rushed the moment before he bust
Like the oil in the desert that they came to pump
And so he fucked like a soldier with his dick and bush
Gave her everything he had for as long as it took
And while the others looked on with shock and awe
She heard a shot and watched her father’s face paint the floor
‘Yeah they all dead every desert wall is red
Now let me get up on that shit and straight fuck her head’
He unzipped and slipped off the mask
Blood dripping from the pussy when he ripped her ass
See the scissors in her lung made it hard to gasp
All she wanted to do was die but knew she couldn’t do that
But then he grabbed her as he came and clutched his AK
Put it to her head and blew her brains away
And as the blood sprayed he pulled the barrel out her mouth
Stuck it where the cum coming out and blew her stomach out
And out the house they ran, the four man brigade
Al Queda killers now turned insane
And when the neighbors saw the flames
They rushed into the house
Saw a body on the floor and two more on the couch
But see the fire grew strong and time was running out
So he grabbed her by the ankles and pulled the corpse out
That was right about the time when the cops arrived
But even they weren’t prepared for this type of surprise
See for 8 months she was able to hide
But now the holes in her stomach showed her baby’s eyes
Burned alive the unborn child survived
Even when they pulled the trigger and his mom had died
Birthed in fire a desert eagle rise again
From the ashes of his mom so now the plot revenge