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Chin Up Lyrics

Fuel injection on a blank page
My mental splurges and emerges from nothing
I'm the forgotten
The nude that got caught with two keys in his bottom
We don't know him, we don't owe him
Poetic justice with no poem
I study my art 'til I'm blue in the face
No time to waste, my heart's on the plate

The soul and life force dancing on the time lines
These ain't rhymes no more, they're straight sermons
For urban suburban Babylonian contours
Raw roll up raw, sounds of war

To drown out the police and their tracking device
Brings back to mind how they mack on the ice
'Cause they transmit and receive
Best know the beast will listen

Throw your glitz as they strip your a**ets
How vexed thou art, but you are playing a part
In your own d*** demise
You money-grips need to get more wise

Chin high, puffed chest, we step right to it
The choice is there, ain't no choice but to pursue it

My ital views come from this ital brew
Something about these struggles and the things they do
The peace-bringers, quote key quote singers
That ring us for nothing in this marketplace
Could be target grace, a newtical movement
Bringing an improvement to mind and soul
Life's a b****, we tired of the b*******
Them cheap escape routes got me here twitching

How much money must we waste 'til we see
Them self-made heroes that we make for ourself
Goodbye old me, say hello to the new
Please Lord Jesus, help me get through

Can I be a man for my baby boo?
What's a grown man supposing he to do?
When the world at large be scared of the truth

I got good reason to be uncouth

Like a big wide hole in the top of your roof
And I really don't got much nice to say
When day-to-day is pure bills to pay
So how am I supposed to change my ways
When this world at large seems to lead me astray
Transfixed by an apparent
Will in the way
To seize the day
Accept us to social fray

Most remember what the media push
There goes the crooks who fiddle the books
And run scot-free 'cause money reigns supreme
In the gene of the fiends

Chemical warfare
Biological warfare
The near is never seen
Man and machine

Getting into things
While some claim road and some claim blame
Oblivious to the time that we're living in
The misled mislead, afflicted by the greed
Government man keep fighting down the weed

While they boost up the booze, the Prozac and Methadone
And use the taxpayer's money to develop their clones
Misinformation, mass sedation
Nations baited for spiritual rapings
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