Luyện nghe bài hát Patriotism

Do you who you are..
Do you who you are fucking with?
Do you know, the access, to weapons, money and
we have? we will fucking kill you!

I'm the ugliest of passed down toxic capitalist
Rapid emcee -- I'm america!
Your bleeding-heart drivel gets squashed
Wash em sterilized rhyme patriot-guided weaponry bomb
From the makers of the devious -- I'm america!
You bitchy little dogs don't phase my basic policy
The bomb's smarter, my ronald reagan's carter
With bay of pig tactics makin young men into
(come on down!) come to my happy promised
faced opportunity cypher
And jump on the coflow pension
A proletariat, state of the union
serpentine words and mass confusion
Of media controlled blurb disillusionment
Your family love my low-rent, low-life
No-brain, reality-dagger,
Hop over the border for try to test the waters
That the slaughter crews pay all the usance
You up against -- freak, formin corporations in young republicans
Indelible nato hidden agenda, puppet governments
I'm it! keep the people guessin who I'm runnin with
Control the population and hide sacred covenants
Fuckin with me? !? ! means liberal burnin, gasoline seized
And an automagnetic third world with metal plates in they knees
Can't you hear the disenchanted, the scream of
Gabriel's reflected new wind instrument, a judgment in flat c
I replace humans like robots in a gm (warning! warning!)
Then explore metaphors to sweat shops, the price is satisfactory
Your pious little cries of injustice get met with (awww, shucks!)
Soak, cloak, hormone dairy product
And conservative anti-eroticism; the poisonous
and power lines in your neighborhood cause botchilism
Senseless! join the census, sentences sentence
citizen paid pennance!
Dissension against c-f ends in, penetentiary
Lock em up first, then ask
Omniscient presence, my is the weapon
With cameras mics and satellites leave privacy breathless
You don't even know the chemicals you've
Urine -- beat innocent man til he confesses

"who's america? who's who's america? who's america? "
"who's america? who's who's america? who's america? "
I'm america! I'm america! i'm america! mr. len, get busy on em!

* dj mr. len the ghost cuts up "god damn!!" *

I'm america arrogant!! terminus verbal curfew
You either purchase my products or you're worthless, my service!
Don't look into the oculars of a saver
Erase your head and momument defacer comprising of
Patriot droids, into the void with lead linings
Employed by the bureaucrats of automatic rhyme timing
You're nothing but my fat little finger
lingers one inch off of the big button -- let's start this!
I'm saran gas, in your apartments
I'm stealth like a robot hidden in the fat asshole of
And give a crippling fuck like sharkskin condom
To apparent vaginal problem - the hottest shit on soundbombing
I'm american til infinite justice measure to cemetary
Invite you to cross the then shit on your divinities
What language is that? I'm in fact, tangle with a
Star-spangled issue gat for crowd management
Talk and get enshrouded in a hot cloud of harassment
By the crowd force of my pedestrian checker,
That subordinate skulls and update the file in your dental records
You tryin to get a light but yet the crowd is my hecklers (boo! boo!)
You just stepped the spectrum of paranoid word rainbows
Thinkin you sick with a sihlouette, burn transit cop out his clothes
I'm america!! this is where the pain like poppies
In a field of dreams I paid for, I'll it down if operated sloppily
Copy? my economic sanction rhyme style got syllables
Scraping for and riding in a pre-1960 jalopy
My favorite of gas is mustard
I'm fuckin a blind hermaphrodite icon and convincin you that justice!

"who's america? who's who's america? who's america? "
* dj mr. len the space ghost up "god damn!!" *

Treason not be tolerated!
You have been enlisted.. a lifestyle that you may not change!
Understand! you be happy.. and smile.. for the cameras!
Motherfucker!