Tytuł: Plastic

• Wykonawca: Biohazard
• Wyświetleń: 245

It's apparent to me, that you are happy to be,
   stumbling around in your bullshit fantasy,
   where everybody wears this phony ass grin
   and nobody's ugly, or willing to look in-side
   the mirror, they hide from the terror
   that the world is not a utopian place
   it's iller than ever with scumbags and killers
   as the head motherfucker I spit in your face
  
   I'll bet they write us off as a bunch of illiterates
   With nothing to say, and think that we're ignorant
   afraid of our might, so they label us belligerant
   how can they be so motherfuckin arrogant?
   to think we'll stand by and take this shit
   we are the strong and they the insignificant
   so here's my reply to your condescending statements
   all you fuckin faggots can suck my dick
  
   sick of all the lies, I despise all you fuckin fakes
   comes as no surprise, your demise, you fuel my hate
  
   hatred-anger contempt-plastic
  
   lead
  
   you commercial motherfuckers coming out like your hard
   you wanna talk shit lets pull some cards
   the mike is my blowgun, spittin' venomous darts
   I'm calling you all out, and you know who you are
   These plastic people on this plastic planet
   Are under my skin, and no one gives a fucking shit
   pop genocide, my solution seems drastic
   you've got no heart, I know that you're plastic
  
   I am the voice of hate!!!
   Why are you all so fake?
   I am the voice of hate!!!
   You're plastic