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lirik lagu payday monsanto - payday triple feature medley (dj alyssa mashup)

primo…
(laughs)
bars professor…
pete rock, to the rza…
to prince paul…
so many more…
i owe all you brothers…
for, i have mastered the art…
of the chop…

i’m worldwide, anything else is silly, but don’t get it twisted, i rep the philly. lock any block i stop, now really if i don’t k!ll the cops, the cops’ll k!ll me. ’cause they ain’t never protect & served, they got the nerve, thinkin’ it’s respect they deserve. pay your fare, n~gga or you’rе done. don’t you understand? i got a hair trigger on my gun. and, i don’t pull thе fifth to flash, this ain’t a robbery, i don’t want none of your cash. you got rare beef? you should save it. don’t make me put your brains on the m~th~f~ckin’ pavement. you better know yourself, my lyrical d~ck is too big, for i could blow myself, and that’s called audio~f~ll~tio, incase you didn’t know…freestyle!
you better wake the f~ck up, soon. m~th~f~ckas don’t? you gonna see my logo on the moon. all i need’s five words, i’m not losin’, you’ve been tricked, m~th~f~cka stop snoozin’. lets be realistic. you got questions? i’m radio~shack, you a f~ck~stick. just in case you missed it, i’m the livest n~gga you heard, don’t get it twisted…
f~ck a new world order, i’ma brag on this mic about some suckas that i left slaughtered. and, that goes way against omerta, i ain’t even mean to strike, or even hurt ‘ya. murder’s not my forte, though i do make it effortless, sorry i left you breath~a~less. pick up the receiver, i’ll make you a believer, old fashioned n~gga, “leave it to beaver.” you know i hate complainin’ to you, “lucy, you gotta lotta explainin’ to do.” b~tch, way back in the days, now you understand why i call myself payze…duez. yes, you know i sing the song, every f~ckin’ single thing i do is wrong. but, i could clear your throat like halls, you could suck my m~th~f~ckin’ b~lls…

“is this russia? is this mexico? no, it’s the new “america.”
“all the evidence shows that the fed’s k!lling people.”
“they can sneak in your house, for any reason, take whatever they want, and never even tell you they were there.”
“in truth the american military’s been training to attack the american population.” ~alex jonestein

that’s right…
i got a futuristic~flow too advanced for the masses, they mostly jackasses, and slower than molasses, in december. you should remember my thesis, ’cause it’s gon’ bite ‘ya in ‘ya ass, boy. believe these facts i told, that jack your whole theory, smack the taste right outta ‘ya mouth. it’s quite clearly indisputable, so irrefutable, the truth is so beautiful, now. the movement needs me more than ever, my choice of tone is “f~ck bling”, i gotta let my voice be known. i can’t be held responsible for my aggression, i’m just a innocent victim, of a system oppression. i asked god, and he heavenly agrees, i turn it up to a 177° steady, it’s too hot & heavy, but the truth is comin’ soon, my son. i’m here to get you ready…

you can’t handle the truth…
everything you believe’ll go “poof”…
you have no clue exactly what these devils will do, their main objective is to enslave you, or simply k!ll you…
you can’t handle the truth…
everything you believe’ll go “poof”…
you have no clue exactly what these devils will do, their goal is to enslave you, if they can’t, they’re gonna k!ll you…
maybe you should just divorce your couch, and observe the words directly from the horse’s mouth. and, shoot your television in the process, your state~controlled media, is hindering the progress. that we could’ve enjoyed all these years, unnecessary murders, mothers’ cryin’ rivers of tears. i seen too many of my peers get blasted, or fight illegal wars, and come home in a casket. and, when you look at the tag, it’s a grave~reminder, draped in an american flag, made in china. allot of whiners are quick to say i’m tryn’ta incite some type of revolution…yeah, kinda. but, all we really need’s a 180, to pay homage to justice, some lady. about to hit the street with a 30~person news~crew, and tell you what these cowardly m~th~f~ckas refuse to…

“you know, you get all freaked~out, and you start waving the “i have my rights, i’m an american.” i don’t care what you are…and, i’m a new world order soldier…okay? and, you are under martial~law” ~ montagraph

(tell ’em monty!)
i just supply what ‘ya need, now. call me rockefeller/oppenheimer/vanderbilt/carnegie, now. what ‘ya thugs made, that’s just a lazy penny, my family run the drug~trade since the 18th century. and, we own the penitentiaries, too. to penalize you, for the narcotics we’ve been sellin’ to you. ain’t it great, how we straight commandeered your state? a fema train is comin’ to your station, don’t be late. you’ll have your designated bracelet color~coded, to your respective zones, upon the train you will be loaded. first trip is for the able~bodied workers. and, what’s a oligarchy, if there’s no one here to serve us? so sad, you’re ruled by a few, now. but, they released the bird~flu from the cdc zoo, now. we built camps to hold over 3.2, now. a million fema coffins. what you think we ’bout to do, now? (laughs)

please don’t resist us, don’t make it harder than it has to be. (please don’t do that) we’re gonna take you, to your safety. there’s been a national emergency…

we must quarantine all the civilians infected, our server in the sky helps us easily detect it. the pentagon got all your medical records, thanks to mi6, the people who direct it. i know you think your sovereignty’s grand, but there’s a royal institute rite on your property, man. except, the couldn’t call it that, back in the 20’s. american were smart, they would’ve thought somethin’ was funny. [girl laughs] now, the oligarchy can do what they choose, they own your banks, your education, military, and news. they do drop a few insignificant clues, while they focusin’ on scandals, and the latest hair~do’s. but, they know you’re not an initiate, they could stick it right in your face, you’re not gettin’ it. the symbology should bemoan you, illuminati corporations worship satan, and they own you…

please don’t resist us, don’t make it harder than it has to be. (just do the right thing) we’re gonna take you, to your safety. there’s been a national emergency…

“just, not even the other day…we, uh…we got back from taking people to all the zones. and, people can be such, such babies, when there are people try’n to get ’em on the train. and, they’re like screamin’ & cryin’, and we really don’t wanna shoot ’em. cause we’re gonna run out of bullets, i mean, we got plenty of grenades”
~ montagraph

there’s got to be a decrease, of the population of the earth. those who know, we weaponize diseases, and had this planned for you, before your birth…
i spit flames that make ‘ya clowns run, into your dressing~rooms, to drag your clown guns. your minuscule tool don’t impress, child, i launch neutron~bomb ton projectiles. straight lieutenant with the power to order, at least a quarter~ton of powder ‘cross colombian borders. legally we ship the coke to the american snorter, poor people need some crack to smoke, we hooked they brothers & daughters…

please don’t resist us, don’t make it harder than it has to be. (don’t do that) we’re gonna take you, to your safety. there’s been a national emergency…

please don’t ever attempt to resist us…for, it’s frivolous…we have puppets…saakashvili…vladimir putin, no different from winston churchill, trotsky, mr. adolf hitler, himself. (stalin) and, yes…president roosenvelt, (laughs) all puppets…don’t resist…there’s nothing you can do, for nothing has changed…just more puppets…(laughs maniacally)

mashup of “oh, lord” (freestyle), veritas, & national emergency

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