Текст песни This Ain't the Movies - Canibus

This Ain't the Movies

I got human growth hormone bones\nYou better leave me alone\nBadass M.A.N.P.A.D.S and drones\nI follow slow, their footprints in the snow\nThey pigeon toed, they cooking with peanut oil\nThey gotta be close\nI track the geese, take flight move east\nTeam real, tree fleece\nThey match rims on the pickup chief\nI’m that p3 orion, dragon Judah standing next to the lion\nWith angels beside him and god behind em\nThe son of perdition wants to kidnap all of the women\nAnd make slaves outta all of the children\nShinola hit the fan, the pine sol soils ya pants\nYou were warned — but you still in a trance\nBrand new Lambroghini vans parked outside the Fema camps\nCan’t nobody change they plans?\nYou sat down in the chair and you crossed your legs\nThe next time you do that you’ll be wearing depends\nThey took your picture up close — with a telescopic lens\nThey wrote a report that said you got terrorist friends\nThey all lies and more god damn lies\nShe got bedroom eyes, carmelized apples beef patty thighs\nIt ain’t the brown mans fault — that the second Civil War jumped off\nWho’s his boss? Implicate the source\nThey got battle cruisers bigger than Cuba\nWith internet 2 computers, the front man is just one of they stooges\nThey control the information, they abuse it\nNoone could disprove it, resistance means your already recruited, stupid\nIdentify threat within and external\nEMP blast stop the war wagon when it circle\nThe keys the nuclear closet is in his upper jacker pocket\nLocked him up with a Nuwabian prophet\nThe N D double A was the process\nBut they been doing this brown people since posse commiatus\nPoverty migration, depopulation violations, genocide of nation\nThrough the god they put faith in\nOur thoughts and spiritual energy force is wasted\nRebirth is eliminated, we are rehypothocated\nWorld domination predidacted by human lab rats\nAnd dead cats that got ate by economic Mad Max\nPlatinum before I knew what platinum was\nGot plaques, tried to exchange it for cash and got laughed at\nNot funny, still don’t nothing move but the money\nIf the dollar is devalued — you just another dummy\nDerivative bubbles, quasi illegitimate puzzles\nThey chuckle in they bungalow till it crumble\nIf you were me, then I would be humble\nSeek out those who love you\nSeek the lord for you know he loves you\nAvoid digital voo doo and these black swan gurus\nYeah, it’s the end of the world and business as usual\nAmericans ain’t stupid, they’re just distracted\nThe good life was good for as long as it lasted\nPrimary audio circuit, fait accompli emergency service\nPay me up front for the verses\nAny currency is good as long as it can be converted\nAs long as I can use it for my food item purchase\nOr any emergency purpose, religious workers travel by permit\nMega bus merchants public transportation mergers\nGood bad and ugly, all wanna grab your money\nBrass monkey — uncle Sam be grumpy\nHe make sounds like star wars Chewy\nBut this ain’t the movies\nTrust me — this ain’t the movies\nShell cases make beats when they touch the concrete\nYou might hang from a tree if you don’t got a strong fleet\nOf course we gon remember you, look what you did\nYou threw America in a trash can with no lid\nForgive and forget, woah not so fast just yet\nRodney Dangerfield just wanted respect from the powers