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Tytuł: Our Time Honored Tradition Of Cannabalism

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from black panthers and the c.i.a.
  into a sharp wit with a stupid slag
  we've gone and dug our own hole cause everybody knows
  we eat our own so busy fighting each other while the real bastards fun for cover
  we shoot our own leaders down before those in power get the chance
  so they sit back and laugh while we destroy ourselves
  wakeup and shut up we've become our worst enemy
  turning inward to our own detriment
  forgetting the message we were to end
  we've lost count up victims roll call
  they're all our own look back at what we've done
  drove out the wrong side kicked sand in our own eyes
  with every heroes welcome is another group on the side
  ready to fire if they step out of line
  just one mistake
  and jealous hands claw away hope for a better way you bought it forget it goodbye
  so saints be on your does and heroes be not proud
  because as soon as the people rise someone will tear you down wake up and shut up we've become our worst enemy