
lirik lagu the shape shifters (usa) - pot full of gold / og
[intro: bleek]
the truth..
the truth hurts
hostile (hostile)
intentions (intentions)
[verse 1: bleek]
my intent to indent
footprints in cement
to generate clones
edge my name in stone
to meet evidence of the present
to present the new strategy
to speak the truth and end apathy
to say what needs to be heard
spread the word to mankind
you hypocrite men, ain’t kind to the planet
instead of growing trees, ruining slabs of granite
ripping nature of its rеsources, courses on destruction
aliеn abduction, cow mutilation
where is it all gonna lead?
destruction of generation y and z
change your ways
or await the wrath
start the countdown to looking glass
[verse 2: 2mex]
imagine if everything that ever happened in your life was a lie
would you roll over and die?
have you ever heard of the theatre of the absurd
what if nothing in life ever occured
then where would you be?
think very thoroughly
what if everywhere you went you were never late nor early
no dress code, neither young or old
would you worship a pot of gold
if you were never to be hot or cold?
disappear into the soil
like so much used motor oil
or would you be strong, yet recoil
and live forever like aluminium foil
assuming you don’t boil
now your life is styrofoam
living in a spiral form
these are the things i think about when i brainstrom
and never conform
[verse 3: ak~ma]
the chain, name
will remain the same
the chainsmoker crew will be tenderflame
planting grains in the soil, simple and plain
through the life cycle of the earth, wind and the rain
maneuver the tracks like the train under siege
at an unstoppable speed with bombs under the passangers’ knees
hostages are government spies
government agent vermin lies
the cia, ayo i see
these suckers undercover telling lies to you and me
how much longer before the truth unfolds
and is exposed but you’d rather keep that file closed
every secret kept is available on the video
justice and liberty for all, i recall
the only justice i know plays hardball
[?] total recall
instead of women with they titties you got women with b~lls
man~made illnesses, to make more businesses
the cure has been found same day that it was made
but all the scientists kept (shhhh)
’cause they got paid (’cause they got paid)
kept (shhhh)
’cause they got paid (paid)
[chorus: circus ~ bleek]
you ain’t gettin’ no money from my taxes
unless you get the access to the codes
you got to give in order to recieve
and i recieve nothing but lies for a pot full of gold
you ain’t gettin’ no money from my taxes
unless you get the access to the codes
you got to give in order to recieve
and i recieve nothing but lies for a pot full of gold
[verse 4: liferexall]
crushing elements of ignorance with intelligence
henceforth — the wicked cannot distort
the truth any longer
many years i fell victim to fallacies
getting me to change my dreams and fantasies
causing unwanted anemosity
towards industrial kids that lie to the masses
sayin’ how simple that they have it
i never envisioned a dark side of this
and with god and with the heads that know the biz as my witness
you need to take out the rose~colored lenses
and ask where an artist’s creative control is
in the hands of the label, a&r and exec table
bullsh~t, if you think you’re paid off record sales
your money fronted pales in comparison to studio engineer cost
if you thought it would pay your rent
well that’s where you’re lost
promotional touring and booking’s where you cash is
and from this
how much is your manager getting, again?
so i ask you all is it really worth it
if falling victim to corporal decisions are your purpose
please avoid the sidewinding serpent
investigate underground knowledge before you surface
surpasing limitations
your music is your element
take control of your situation put down your records independent
[verse 5: ak~ma]
dropping raw sewage in the ocean that i swim
bacteria be f~cking up my skin
cows get injected to quicken
the process of the growth
no wonder last night i had the runs when i ate that meatloaf
foods on pesticides to avoid fruit flies
pollution in the sky when the bus passes by
but the bus must pass by
because insurance is too high
people in low budget homes can’t afford to drive
gas is too much, minimum wage should be raised
it should be legal for anyone to lay back and get blazed
these days are going by too fast
life is unpredictable like a car crash
no one knows who will live nor will last
the name’s chainsmokers, that’s if you ask
in it for the love, shape shift and rearrange
not in it for the cash only respect spare change
express the way i feel about the problems around the globe
i’m sick and tired of hearing lies
for a pot full of gold
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