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Death Tax
03:07
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White collar taking blue collar scalps.
They'll do anything to turn your ass out.
Shipped your job out, when they said they won't.
Courtesy of the red white and blue.
"Work til you're dead, retirement ain't shit"
You're still short, taxed to the last cent.
When you speak out, they tell you to deal.
Now your rents due and you don't know how to feel.
God and country.
Blood and oil.
Manifest destiny.
A plague on this world.
Kill them all
No justice can be found.
No truth, not a sound.
Six feet underground.
A fitting end for these fucking clowns.
Clinge to your god.
He'll cleanse your soul, free from sin.
Another lie they told.
To enslave your mind, and steal your soul.
When will this collapse.
These questions should be asked.
This nation's on the edge.
Pulled both ways, it will snap.
How can you free your mind
My will is gone, can't pass the time
Don't say they know what's best
When they don't know you, and never have.
A death tax to break us all.
We'll all live to see this country fall
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Built From Shame
02:36
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The land you've stolen.
The bloods been spilled from coast to coast.
This is the price you pay.
I am judge, jury and hang man.
I'd watch you hang.
All the way until your last breath.
Repent your sins to me.
I am judge, jury and hang man.
In their minds nothing else matters.
When judge and jury doesn't mean a thing.
They can take and ruin everything.
All in the name of their perverted dreams.
For the lives you've taken.
And all the bribes in your pocket.
Let this be a shining reminder.
There's a bullet with with your name on it.
Snakes get rubbed out real quick, you crooked piece of shit.
I'd watch you hang.
All the way until your last breath.
Repent your sins to me.
I am judge, jury and hang man
For the lives you've taken.
And all the bribes in your pocket.
Let this be a shining reminder.
There's a bullet with with your name on it.
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