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Wrecked Machines - Mother Funker Audio X Remix Lyrics


This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
They said it was blue
When ya blood was red
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You was mesmerized
Cellular phones
Soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone
Before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolor
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say "How high?"
Yeah!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say "How high?"
Run it!
(Guitar solo)
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say "How high?"
Yeah!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say "How high?"
Check-a, check-a, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolor
They pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead?
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head?
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say "How high?"
Yeah!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say "How high?"
Uggh!
Yeah!
Shit!
What?
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!
Yeah!
YEAH!!!

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