Payday Monsanto - Track & Trace lyrics

You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations and peoples. There are no nations. There are no peoples. There are no Russians. There are no Arabs. There are no Third Worlds. There is no West. There is only one holistic system of systems. - (Quotes for Howard Beale (Character) from Network 1976) [Verse 1: PAYDAY MONSANTO] I will MK Ultra ya Put the MK scope on ya If the MK hit's ya Its guaranteed to open ya The 57 millimeter mark one ten 220 rounds a minutes try to stop them Go put that on your wish list that's retarded babel Protesters make the hit-list as so as they start to rabble They are nothing but fishes in a barrel It doesn't have to be Christmas for a carol Some decorate with ornamental decorum Some perform shock and aw on hanicah and purim That's when my job come in, I am a blessing to the Mercenary for the corporation selling weapons to them Any potential competitor stepping to them I'm authorized to knock them out and put a GPS in to them They want to sell uranium to Iran, That's enriched That's a b**h, now we got to teach a lesson to them CHORUS (Lewka Peel) We want to Track & Trace, stick you in a database When you get out of line we can put you back in place Do you fathom what the action take? To advance, we have to dress you up in Satin lace The human race, was systematically debased Setup to be automatically erased It's a great big slap in the face How we Track & We Trace When we're lacking a case TYRANNY HAS COME TO AMERICA IN A $5,000 SUIT [Verse 2: LEWKA PEEL] They can trace me slid into the database Two steps from going crazy that's the way it taste Reborn into this, Re-torn ligaments Be more vigilant it's know what your business is Deformed privileges, right away the wickedness Ever since an infant handsprints on my certificates I've been saying f** this sh**, not riddles Middle finger flying like a Barrack missile Out of Israel its hideous tools I'm tryna to get out of America I pity them fools Cyber Feds trail me, tracked like Donovan Baily I'm always running from heat cuz its hot on the daily Through the sewage units you get used to the racket Merry Christmas from my girl the day I married the ratchet Activate my pa**ion on radiated waste land Like Van Gogh hands, did ya town with the spray can CHORUS (Lewka Peel) We want to track & trace, stick you in a database When you get out of line we can put you back in place Do you fathom what the action take? To advance, we have to dress you up in Satin lace The human race, was systematically debased Setup to be automatically erased It's a great big slap in the face How we Track & We Trace When we're lacking a case People are sing overtures of fornication But they don't know the composer of the orchestration They are forced to dance to the music Under the grandiose illusion that they choose it Actors in your name behave insidious DC is simply Hollywood for the hideous Eager to drop a big bomb where a city is They plan they have for Tehran is iniquitous Your average Presidential advisers a monster To make Dexter look like Mr. Rogers All these grand lodges they got ya crammed in Looking like Fred Flintstone and Ralph Kramden The technocrats settle the score Populous intoxicated like never before Americans nothing special at all The money changers don't perpetual debt, perpetual war The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. - (Quotes for Howard Beale (Character) from Network 1976) CHORUS (Lewka Peel) We want to track & trace, stick you in a database When you get out of line we can put you back in place Do you fathom what the action take? To advance, we have to dress you up in Satin lace The human race, was systematically debased Setup to be automatically erased It's a great big slap in the face How we Track & We Trace When we're lacking a case The world is a business. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. - (Quotes for Howard Beale Character from Network 1976)