Killin' in the name of

"Perhaps it's just the way the light falls
But everything looks like a target to me
And I don't know where the gun is
But I'm certain that it's pointed at me

And in the jungle, retched jungle
They say the lion eats tonight
And all around it is a colliseum
Dripping with a voracious appetite

I say hey there, fella
Whose soul are you tormenting now?
Hey there, fella
Whose soul are you tormenting now?

In the course of all the previous events
It is evident that something's bound to happen
Come on, rear your ugly head to me
I've got nothing to lose but my apathy"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UI9vhZycf0Y
 
Good stuff fuckers. Keep it coming.

More Slipknot.

"Duality"

I push my fingers into my eyes...
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache...
But it's made of all the things I have to take...
Jesus, it never ends, it works its way inside...
If the pain goes on...
Ah!

I have screamed until my veins collapsed
I've waited as my time's elapsed
Now, all I do is live with so much fate
I've wished for this, I've bitched at that
I've left behind this little fact:
You cannot kill what you did not create
I've gotta say what I've gotta say
And then I swear I'll go away
But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise

I guess I'll save the best for last
My future seems like one big past
You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice

I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
If the pain goes on,
I'm not gonna make it!

Put me back together
Or separate the skin from bone
Leave me all the Pieces, then you can leave me alone
Tell me the reality is better than the dream
But I found out the hard way,
Nothing is what it seems!

I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
But it's made of all the things I have to take
Jesus, it never ends, it works its way inside
If the pain goes on,
I'm not gonna make it!


All I've got...all I've got is insane.


All I've got...all I've got is insane!"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6fVE8kSM43I
 
WAKE. THE FUCK. UP.


"B.Y.O.B." System of a Down.

"WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victories kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses' dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, it's party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off, it's party time,
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses' dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]"

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zUzd9KyIDrM
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bAZjkZ3HKDc

Thirty days, Lord and thirty nights
I'm comin' home on an airplane flight
Mama waitin' at the ticket line
"Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'?"

It was the needle and the spoon
And a trip to the moon
Took me away, took me away

I've been feelin' so sick inside
Got to get better, Lord before I die
Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said
"You better quit, son before you're dead"

Quit the needle, quit the spoon
Quit the trip to the moon
We're gonna take you away
Lord, we're gonna take you away

It was the needle and the spoon

I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool
But then again, lord I've seen a lot of fools
Well, I hope you people, Lord can hear what I say
You'll have your chance to hit it some day

Don't mess with the needle or a spoon
Or any trip to the moon
It'll take you away

Lord, they're gonna bury Your boy
Don't mess with the needle
Now I know
 
"Fine Again"

It seems like every day’s the same
and I’m left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is gray
and there’s no color to behold

They say it’s over and I’m fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I’m dying here

And I am aware now of how
everything’s gonna be fine

one day too late,

I’m in hell.

I am prepared now,
seems everyone’s gonna be fine

One day too late,

just as well

I feel the dream in me expire
and there’s no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
‘cause I can’t seem to get this through
You say it’s over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here

And I am aware now of how
everything’s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I’m in hell
I am prepared now,
seems everyone’s gonna be fine
One day too late; just as well

And I’m not scared now.
I must assure you,
you’re never gonna get away
And I’m not scared now.
And I’m not scared now. No…

I am aware now of how
everything’s gonna be fine one day
Too late, I’m in hell
I am prepared now
seems everyone’s gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I am prepared now,
seems everything’s gonna be fine for me
For me; for myself.
For me, for me, for myself
For me, for me, for myself

I am prepared now for myself
I am prepared now and I am fine... again"

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ET3-t1jFmo0
 
Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
And hope that we will never see the truth around
(so come on)

Another promise, another seed
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(so come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
(so come on)

Interchanging mind control
Come, let the revolution take its toll
If you could flick the switch and open your third eye
You'd see that we should never be afraid to die
(so come on)

Rise up and take the power back
It's time the fat cats had a heart attack
You know that their time's coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
(so come on)

They will not force us.

They will stop degrading us.

They will not control us.

We will be victorious.


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=w8KQmps-Sog
 
"To all the people who said I wouldn't last.

Don't make me laugh. Don't make me laugh."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRvJ32J2bBI&list=PLjny2LoxHkSbrrxtGASZRZwhGl3gwkKzf
 
Lyrical Masterpiece:

"Different"

"Nothing at last is sacred. Oh how the great have fallen
What have I done to myself? It's been way too long!"

We need to reacquaint. Things are different now, I ain't the same man I was
Hi, how are you doing? I'm new and improved with even less to lose

A collector's edition version of a virgin drink ordering cocktail teller
Gone way wrong...to the point of no return

Over the edge and burned out before I even got my shine
Holding my head in pure doubt
Out of insight. Out of mindful things to shout or rhyme about


Yeah, I know I was supposed to change the world and all
But it looks like the world got to me first
If you can't beat em, join 'em..
Then hurt the team by beating yourself

I'm different...in a different way
The only thing that stays the same is change
While people claim their states, I state my claims
Sage Francis made a name for himself
For the record my mother calls me Paul
Which was my father's middle name, but Ray
Stepped in and raised me
It's crazy, but this is a game I play

called "Shut the fuck uuuuuuup!"


Don't bother calling me at all because I'm not answering
Is that a voice-mail-bomb-threat or a broken promise I'm mishandling?
Gambling away my money issues, somebody owes me big bucks
My career depends on explosive vacuums sucking me in and blowing me up

Poetry struck a nerve in the listenership
Spoken word then got 'em all interested
Now I don't have to serve ice cream to little kids
I get to serve emcees who think they're rippin' it
And poets who think they're somehow significant
Meanwhile both are loud and ignorant
And don't know how to speak to a crowd in an intimate environment

I am different. In a different way
The only thing that stays the same is change
While people claim their states, I state my claims
I'm a quiet natured player who outwardly hates the game
I shake what I got, which is a jingly pocket
I do my mini-market research and make noise for myself when I walk quick

I talk with authority while I question it
When I ask, "Who am I?" I'm left guessing
But if you're a poor man's version of ANYTHING
It is your self-perception


Growing up in a microscopic town prepared me well for this petrii dish
Where talk is invisible to the eye and they hate the guy they're speaking with

I'm a real vegetarian: No chicken...not even fish
I'm a real underground rapper
My tape quality sucks, my records are warped and my CD skips

Lady Luck is a greedy bitch with itchy palms and a case of the gimmes
I've got an outtie if she's got an inny, I'll clean her pipes and then sweep her chimney
The beat that's in me is polyrhythmic. You're only 60 heart beats per minute
A human second-hand-me-down-to-earth-guy who will thriftshop-lift his hiphop

I may be getting too big for my britches
but I paid my dues when the cost was climbing
If I burn too many bridges I'll never get off of this awful island
As long as I've been rhyming, they only started listening
Because for a while they didn't like how
I wouldn't smoke the pot that I was pissin' in

Plus I had no dead homies to pour out the liquor I don't drink
You can flash your shiny objects in front of my eyes and I won't blink
I am different so different. I am different so different [x3]

Different like a platypus analytical analyst
By the end of this record ill make sure all of yall
know who sage francis DohcBikes is.
"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnqeqvJPVhY&index=2&list=PLjny2LoxHkSbrrxtGASZRZwhGl3gwkKzf
 
"Shelf In The Room"

The key is so distant
I've opened doors
Know when to listen
Know what to listen for
ya
The shelf in the room
Has been the way
Of holding me,
And letting me stay
Kick me out,
Let me go (go)
I dont belong here no more
The releasing steps
Of gettin tired
Hold myself
I cant hold myself
The shelf in the room..
Has been the way
Of holding me
And letting me stay
The shelf in the room
Has been told the truth
I cant hide from the shelf in the room
Holdin out never hold in holdin out (holding out never hold)
Holdin out never hold in holdin out (holding out never hold)
Know when to listen
Know what to listen for
Believe in resistance
Dont let them tell you anymore
Is there any way..
To get away....
Ask my self
While i stay inside..yeaaaaa
The shelf in the room
Has been the way of holding me
And letting me stay
The shelf in the room has been told the truth
I cant hide from the shelf in the room.....
Yea..........
Holdin out holdin in holdin out (holdin out never hold)
Holdin out holdin in holdin out (holdin out never hold)
Holdin out holdin in holdin out (holdin out never hold)
Holdin out holdin in holdin out (holdin out never hold)
Holdin out holdin in holdin out (holdin out never hold)....
Holdin out holdin in never holdin out (holdin out never hold)....
The key is so distant ive closed my doors the shelf in the room

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VgOBleNPR00&list=PLtr-YAGFrGWDBk-UvJRiddqFfwemooIBZ
 
"Israel's Son"
by Silverchair

Hate is what I feel for you,
And I want you to know that I want you dead.
You're late for the execution...
If you're not here soon, I'll kill your friend instead.

All the pain I feel
Couldn't start to heal
Although I would like it to

I hate you and your apathy.
You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here.
I'm playing this pantomime,
But I don't see you showing any signs of fear.

All the pain I feel
Couldn't start to heal
Although I would like it to
This time I'm for real
My pain can not heal
You will be dead when I'm through

[Chorus]

Pain and execution
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
The air... yeah

I am, I am Israel's son
Israel's son I am

Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0_V39cN5oE&list=PLELkoVcZz8trWMATzODcUEd0gSR_li465
 
"Pure Massacre"
by Silverchair

People dying for no reason at all,
Age is no difference or if you're large or small.

Families being torn apart.
Doesn't have to be this way.
Some people, just have no heart.
It's happening every day.

Pure massacre,
Pure massacre...

Machine guns pumping, hearts thumping,
Death is all around.
People crying for freedom,
No one hears the sound,

[Chorus]

There's people crying.
There's people dying.
But someone's taken it all, yeah.

[Repeat Last Verse]
[Chorus]

It's gonna be a pure massacre.
Yeah!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xcx8MUpAbJw&index=4&list=PLELkoVcZz8trWMATzODcUEd0gSR_li465
 
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