Lyrics

[Intro] Is this labor? (Labor labor labor labor...) [Verse 1: JFK Ninjaface] Real world, remote control humans Behold social media pollution Dead to rights televise revolution Who would you apply? The dummy or ventriloquist? Slight of hand, smoke and mirror for them dimwits Life advances animalistic Doomsday, you apparently missed it America's addicted with an arrogant death wish Set the stage, psychopath with the blueprint Mislabeled the permanent solution With a ledge and a deadly communion Bonafide curriculum displayed for your amusement Rat racing a maze for the gravy Chase dragon, hashtag them pipe dreams Pig faced by way of criminal labor Get it like you want it like its primitive nature [Bridge: All & Onry Ozzborn] Lie back and take that blindfold off For it's not needed anymore I hope you learn to see in the dark with the ears forth Because the ocean's close you feel safe And it's sound hum along with all your thoughts Keep sake on course Rejoice this feeling is forever And ever and ever and ever Hold it close to your heart and keep it together Take care of it do not go soft In anyway, shape, or form do not go out Keep yourself dry there's a war going on outside [Verse 2: JFK Ninjaface] Its not safe, this place too abrasive They say hot and crave we go ape shit They box blocks and cage away patients Utter hated chaos abomination the basics Lost profits cave a whole nation Adolf sure support the invasion The fourth horse endorsed by the occasion This is how we do it, get a standing ovation [Chorus] Horse and carriage, Carrots Leverage, Rations Action, Camera We Vanish Horse and carriage, Carrots Leverage, Rations Action, Camera We Vanish Horse and carriage, Carrots Leverage, Rations Action, Camera We Vanish [Verse 3: Onry Ozzborn & JFK Ninjaface] Ripper, pole vault 'em with a mic stand Chipper, get shucked where you fuckers stand Convulse, shoulda ducked, we a dynasty And you can't see me with with the Hubble 'scope I know what a bloke this motherfucker (He is) Robbie Rob[?] and (He has) 700 thousand views and all amounts to I'm the sheeit A chip off the old block, his pop's a pimp from The kick off, the kid follow his moccasins and They think cops can piss off the blocks he's in 'cause She got [?] the pen drop, the posse wins Then in stops the buckshot that blossom 'em They treat lot like Bin Lad[?], now walk with him Just know he gives not, nothing, not even oxygen [?]That's why the the son dropped the pump the family out for rims [Chorus] Horse and carriage, Carrots Leverage, Rations Action, Camera We Vanish Horse and carriage, Carrots Leverage, Rations Action, Camera We Vanish