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I envision turbulence and murder since it's
an everyday occurrence
It's 3030, yo, I get my hands dirty
? a pure breed, medically insured weed
Fuck the system, non-conformist humans
Walk around because of their ordinance, just
ornaments
Super-thugs use computer bugs, all
ignoramuses
Reduced to savage half-beasts off a crack
piece
Not me, I'm shit-faced, which way but loose
In a hovercraft, not no bubble-bath,
turbo-boost
Fuck Earth, I want to live on Mars somewhat
closer to the stars
And farther away from dumb civilization with
no mental stimulation
They changed the constitution for your red
white and blue friends
Exterminate nuisance, no one listens to what
you said
The online is touching your head
With brainwashing, with propaganda about your
fearless leader
Who got two hundred body guards so you can't
touch him either
Bodies disappear, obviously of fear
Lobbyists can't get near shit
Everybody's spirits are under control
Computers run with the soul
Elitists defeat us, they live by the beaches
Bubbledome over the hemisphere, so you can't
enter here
We live in the dumps with mutant rodents
With blood red eyes, saliva drips for
opponents
Scratch your ID chip off cuz everybody own it
I envision turbulence and murder since it's
an everyday occurrence (3x)
They only teach high-tech in private
portables
That float above commoners, they'd soon as
bomb it first
Advanced safety features, from contact with
creatures
Who either slave their lives away in outdated
factories
Or may be bounty hunters in a land of apathy
I'm Butch Cassidy, style wild, uncontained
I steal computer disk files, drink water from
drains
Metal detectors check ya, ? reflectors in
every sector
While I drink electric nectar
No one believes inspectors and spooks
They just lecture the youth about having
respect and couth
Toward the US, and you guessed it
The rest get imprisoned or incisions in their
medulla
No president, we have a ruler
"You are to be inside by 9 o'clock or we will
shoot ya"
Missile launchers haunt ya in your nightmares
It ain't quite fair, little tykes ain't
prepared
They've got your wife naked bare in the
subway
For some thug play, neo-punks with cerebral
pumps
For enhanced recognition of politicians and
witches
Senior citizens are disposed against their
wishes
Aliens landed and said our planet wasn't
worth invadin
Cuz all the natural resources are fadin
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