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SMP Crimes Of The Future
The Cage
You can't faze me
I'll knock you down again
You can't threaten me
Three lives are all I want
Without law there's no crime
Without money there's no man
Without war there's no points
Without me there's silence silence
You can't hate me
An abstract is hard to cut
You can't remove me
I'm here for you again
Without meat there's no mind
Without death there's no life
Without lies there's no truth
Without me there's nothing nothing
One by one they all go down
The shadow players in the background
Shallow like Cogswell with visions of hostiles
Trying to pimp profits from Roswell
You wanna play Moonraker over the ozone layer
G11 locked up I'm that Northwest slayer
Mayhem at zero Gs
Running up yelling freeze need to get off deez
You think space is cold, yo my ace been told
Still walking deck nine with my veins all froze
And if I was you I'd keep dancing, son
Lift this box off my hip let you trance into the sun
Those that hate me I'll arc some for ya
45 degrees of terran destroyer
Send you off to the dead zone scattered
Just a memory of my doubts that I had cut out
It's like that
