the rage

How long do you think you can swim
How long can you really stay afloat
Will you drag others down with you
Will you push others under the water to lift yourself up
Or will you realize that there is another way

From the dirt its gonna hurt
Blood on my shirt flirtin with death baby best be on alert
Im talking shit ill never quit
He gon get hit you gon meet the abyss like you got throw in a tar pit
But ive been thinking clearer been lookin in the mirror
I can tell that the end has probably never been nearer
I can see the enemy i can tell the time
Social murder by the rich it aint no felony aint no crime
This is self defense its justice in a sense
Yeah innocent children dead from a minor expense
I say social murder just to save a quarter
I think in a hundred years there won't be no birders
This is social murder class homicide
They won't be satisfied until we all have died
So this defense, ditch the pretense the poor didn't shoot first so let us despense
With all the useless rich bastards who've been taking advantage
Yeah truth is i see the truth and i can see all the damage
I see the pain i see the dead
From the depths an american missile will end the babies breaths
An american holocaust of our design millions dead for no crime
But you aint know about it yeah youve never heard
Distracted by the pointless theatre of the absurd
I pray for iraq i pray for afghan i pray for laos and vietnam
I pray for syria i pray for china i pray for indonesia and the kurds in asia minor
Five million dead in korea
Death squads in guatemala from iraqi to the congo U.S murder is the mantra
Cambodia brazil they kill
Thailand dominica zaire it's real
We take we crush we loot we steal
The home of the brave is the heart of evil
The land of the free looks like murder to me
The land of the free made the nazis rule greece
The land of the free killed the igbo with glee
The land of the free made a fascist chile
The land of the free more like the owners of slaves
And the home of the brave has been filling mass graves

Our technology and way of life is produced by the horrifying spear point exploitation that is no different from primitive accumulation during the iron age
Of putting guns to people's necks and forcing them to dig minerals out of the ground under threat of annihilation
This happens abstracted from the American
They have no sense of responsibility

Bodies hurtin minds at ease i rob the swine subvert the peace
I thwart the lobbies seize the gaudy whiny dirty worms im plotting
Leave some tiny inert gas inside the pentagon im gone im ghost
I hope they choke i read your heart like a stethoscope
I bleed for art and spite the world like a misanthrope
My creed is furled inside compartments dreamlike tucked inside my brain in envelopes
The future's a horrorscope best believe imma change it tho
Punchin ass like an endoscope
I admit i'm powerless to change what's permitted
I'm unfit to lead cuz i'm hypocritted
This holy writ is stolen its couterfitted
But at least i'm making noise and i refuse to submit
It's crazy how yall expect me to know nothing
And yall want me to pretend like i cant see the crushin
How i'm supposed to act like it ain't lies yall are huffin
Every time i read the news i am gaslit
An explosion occurs it just happens like magic

Metals are not bought at the cost of labor but at the cost of someone holding a gun
At no point does the american ever have to directly interact with this aspect of the system
However if the american was to be placed inside the pit alongside the miners
They would have no choice but to come to terms

From the dirt its gonna hurt
Blood on my shirt flirtin with death baby best be on alert
Im talking shit ill never quit
He gon get hit you gon meet the abyss like you got throw in a tar pit
But ive been thinking clearer been lookin in the mirror
I can tell that the end has probably never been nearer
I can see the enemy i can tell the time
Social murder by the rich it aint no felony aint no crime
This is self defense its justice in a sense
Yeah innocent children dead from a minor expense
I say social murder just to save a quarter
I think in a hundred years there won't be no birders
This is social murder class homicide
They won't be satisfied until we all have died
So this defense, ditch the pretense the poor didn't shoot first so let us despense
With all the useless rich bastards who've been taking advantage
Yeah truth is i see the truth and i can see all the damage
I see the pain i see the dead
From the depths an american missile will end the babies breaths
An american holocaust of our design millions dead for no crime
But you aint know about it yeah youve never heard
Distracted by the pointless theatre of the absurd
I pray for iraq i pray for afghan i pray for laos and vietnam
I pray for syria i pray for china i pray for indonesia and the kurds in asia minor
Five million dead in korea
Death squads in guatemala from iraqi to the congo U.S murder is the mantra
Cambodia brazil they kill
Thailand dominica zaire it's real
We take we crush we loot we steal
The home of the brave is the heart of evil
The land of the free looks like murder to me
The land of the free made the nazis rule greece
The land of the free killed the igbo with glee
The land of the free made a fascist chile
The land of the free more like the owners of slaves
And the home of the brave has been filling mass graves

After becoming fully aware of the misery two options present themselves
Either embrace the role of the man holding the gun
Or revolt on behalf of the miners



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Writer(s): Andrew Smith
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