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Fighting over all this trivial shit
Arguments over who's done this and that
Shunning people without discourse
But your spineless when something real happens
You say you care
But your actions speak louder
And you wonder why some people don't bother
We're supposed to be fighting for the same things
But you're too concerned with punk politics
Dont lie and say you care
Only invested in punk hierarchy
Dont lie and say you care
Cuz deep down you don't give a shit
You can fake it for everyone else
But I don't buy your bullshit
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“Pride and greed on your side
Oppression and shells of teargas on mine”
Birod, bidroha
mero haak ko kuro ho
Prasna uthauna narok
Ma sanga taxi ko tyre cha
taile faleko teargas cha
ta sanga shot gun
byet ko lathie
biscuit diet ma vako sasastra
Saaaley!
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4. |
Thou - Kerosene
05:24
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Everywhere I look I see exclusive huddled uninviting. Shelter is a privilege of the sane and competent. Kerosene keeps me warm. I'm alone to watch it burn. Kerosene. Exposure is a pitiful and pointless way of dying. Before it gets me I'll build a funeral pyre. Kerosene keeps me warm. Feels so good to watch it burn. Kerosene. I'm a man and my dignity won't waive. Tonight buildings rage!
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5. |
The 1865 - Filler
01:30
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I have been blissed. I have been kissed by fate
I have been made mad right where I stand
See me. I am drenched in the echoes of war
With no future to sacrifice I declare my time is mine
I am standing at the root of my truth
In the crossfire of love with no time to compromise
Feels like end times
Some will submit. Some will be taken by force
Cowards & Weakhearts: Time is tracking you down
Find another working class apologist
I am not your shill
God wrath on rich hypocrites
A prophecy fulfilled
No time for compromise
Feels like end times
Clairvoyant fatal vision; a prophecy fulfilled
Walls scrawled with blood. I've got trouble in mind
Another sunrise. Another morning to thrive
Another victim. Another crime
Another narrow escape from death on the vine
I have been blissed. I have been kissed by fate
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Seven scars of sacrelige
Seven sins of passion
Seven circles of sacrement
Seven lies carved into stone
Seven laws to seal it
Seven cracks to break it
Seven years i've taken it
That's several years too long
You will not be forgiven
With an easy confession
You will not be forgiven
You must be taught your lesson
Seven tries to see the light
Seven times i saw the worst part
Seven words i can never forget
When 7 stitches line my heart
You will not be forgiven
With an easy confession
You will not be forgiven
You must be taught your fucking lesson
You, you will be taught your lesson
There is no truth in truth
When god has laid his plan before us
There are no lies within his eyes
When god inflicts his wrath upon us
Cause theres only pleasure in pain NOW
When 7 stitches line my heart
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Tin foil badge and the compassion that you lack
Down for the boys in blue, you’ll always have their backs
Everything you do is not what you say
You play the hero, yet committing crimes everyday
We live in a police state
Shackled by cuffs
We have played by your rules for long enough
We submit and still end up dead,
You held us down, now we’re coming for your fucking head
We’ve taken all that we can take
Protect and serve? Instead you spread hate.
This bullshit will come to an end, here us now we got a message to send.
Time to take back what is ours.
Cop drop.
You’re not a hero just a pig on a power trip,
And when the tables turn you’re gonna taste the nightstick
Fuck your badge, fuck your oath, fuck everything
All bets were off when the bullets started to fucking sing
You’re not a hero just a pig on a power trip
And when the tables turn you’re gonna get your wig split
Fuck your badge fuck your oath fuck everything
The butcher’s here so sing, piggy sing.
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9. |
Cloud Rat - Screen Door
03:40
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10. |
Xibalba - La Injustica
04:55
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11. |
Sunn 0))) - Dream Canyon
06:48
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12. |
Burn - Mountain
04:00
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America, die for green and greed, at least that’s the way they make it seem. With my friends they must have broke the mold, but my friends are just like yours. Bicker fight hug it out. That said. Our love is a mountain. America, land of the obscene. Cradle to life in all of its extremes. Why then, do some suppose that everyone’s mind is so closed. Just look into each other’s eyes, what you see, I see. Stare back at your humanity. The mirror doesn’t lie. I’m your reflection, regardless of your complexion. My accent’s inflection, doesn’t define my intention. I’m your reflexion of my complexion. My accent’s inflection doesn’t define my intention.
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13. |
Primitive Man - Tired
08:17
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14. |
Racetraitor - Zoropsidae
01:49
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The weak and disillusioned weaponized
Armed with canine steel
Smother the wolves and their rotting breath
We stand against the tide
We stand against
Myths to obscure your deepest failure
Projecting death to be a man
Alone by design
Seven firmaments of heaven to hell*
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When you use the word pragmatic
Who will be lumbered with the sacrifice?
Who are your unlucky few?
It is a fairly cheap form of optimism
When you set the bar so low.
Taken out of context
Of every previous conflict,
The arrogance of thinking this is like never before.
Do you want things to be better,
Or just slightly easier for you?
This isn't going to come easy,
We're not going to vote this away,
We'll have to firebomb their palaces,
Let's bury the hatchet...
Deep in their skulls!
Because a government won't grant us all freedom,
The rich won't give back the land,
The only true freedom is freedom for all,
Each life guided by its own hand.
A government won't grant us all freedom,
The rich won't give back the land!
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When I open AP Magazine, I don’t get the comfort of seeing someone who looks like me.
I keep another consciousness where I hide all of my secrets like “are my hands in my pockets?” when I walk in the store. And that’s just one example, I got a few more like when you lock your car doors, I can’t take it anymore. It eats me to the core.
And thank you Mani for letting me sing this song.
I think it’s funny, I feel this every day, you smile in my face, then drop that hard r, then type a paragraph about how it’s my fault, its not my fucking fault you hate me.
Keeping up with the race race, there’s always a nigga that they wanna chase, for your body, your life, your hair, your style. Fuck it.
I’m the black kid that you said talks white. I’m the black kid who minimizes just for you. You will never understand what it’s like, in every gas station, in everyone’s eyes.
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when we are dead and elsewhere
without us time moves on
when we are dead and elsewhere
without us nothings withdrawn
banish the light, welcome the shadows
when we are dead and elsewhere
a place between lust and lore
i am home among the worms
all we care for withers
plant me deep within the darkness
with grace and mercy i shall bloom
all that we care for withers
the drought hath pierced the root
the holy blissful martyr sleeps, in sickness he will weep
when we are dead and elsewhere
when we are dead…
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A reenactment of what we all know
Jaw dislocates to swallow whole
While a gold plated inquisition
Baits the public on blue blood fiction to burn
Predatory blood lust
You give the rabid animals your trust
The decision is final
Survival of the fittest and the prosper of the most vicious
Swill honey coated venom
Submit as collateral damage
While the hungry dogs lap up the poison they're fed
We are not their feathers to pluck one by one
Predatory blood lust
You give the rabid animals your trust
The decision is final
Survival of the fittest and the prosper of the most vicious
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22. |
Rwake - Infinince (Demo)
08:36
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24. |
La Armada - Plagued
01:37
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War On Women - Anarcha
03:19
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Three names in place of all the ones that weren’t allowed to speak
Thirty times they faced the wall while men practiced their new techniques
It’s not black and white, but it is, because the only records are his
We can’t drown in his ink. Don’t forget these stories are linked
I wish these monuments were built with these important men inside them
Cast in bronze and stone while they still breathe
At least when we see all these smug looks on their frozen faces
we’d know they were rotting underneath
Not doomed to repeat
Three years of exploitation, “that’s just how it was those days”
Three statues celebrating all the bodies, all their pain
Forced to hold each other down. Drugged to muffle screaming sounds
Not knowing who’d be next. Progress but at whose expense?
I wish these monuments were built with these important men inside them
Cast in bronze and stone while they still breathe
At least when we see all these smug looks on their frozen faces
we’d know they were rotting underneath
Please, it can’t repeat
How long must we wait before these pillars of men crumble and fall?
Yeah, we rope them up to drag them down,
to desecrate their public graves
Yeah, we lifted you up instead of your mothers
and your daughters, these women,
your wives, your maids, your servants, and your slaves
We’re tired of waiting
The bigger the guilt, the harder they fall
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Fucking usurper, possession by default. Spend another night sleeping beside my ghost. Proprietary sin, no longer of this earth: a poltergeist inside my former home. No sun will set for me. Forced to find shelter in the shadows or inside a blackened heart. I cling to useless arteries but they can’t withstand the weight of worldly burden and neither can I. This body is not yours. No sanctuary underneath familiar skin. You are nothing but a surrogate. Persecution of the soul will lead to false imprisonment. Unrelenting isolation breeds eternal suffering. Usurper, this body isn’t yours.
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28. |
Solarized - Magazines
02:12
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the gold
i'm gonna cut it out of a magazine
the thermodynamics of life
traces the heat in your heart
with a quantum arrow
plastered plastic data on the screen
a life for the laser cut kids in flux with machine
a fresh batch of black bodies cutting out their dreams
from a magazine
we're trying to synthesize gold in a back alley
in a burdened reality
through "crack wars" and other strange alchemy
i know they lied
(told me it would come true) if i cut it out
did i lie?
when i told them to cut it out?
what i know, my final hypothesis
free the soul of the body apocalyse
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29. |
Cult Leader - Kurdistan
07:42
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30. |
Sect - Curfew (Remix)
01:46
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Send in the rats to guard the cheese
Protect the necks of sanctioned thieves
Another death another coward
Who’s on the clock but off the record
Rough ride slave
Alibis fast as you can dig the graves
If the fires have to burn all your festering cities halfway to the ground
For every one every dead mother’s son
Then I guess it’s all coming down
Because nothing’s left to dignify
To dignify this excessive farce
For another business quarter or election year
Born on the downside of an invisible cage
Death in custody broken neck of a world in chains
Like it’s an incident and not a system
Of the deputized and their accusers
You are collateral
It was acceptable
No lives matter now
Cut you down
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Some memories can’t be stripped away
She’s got the gun in her mouth again
No way to see the sun
I still hear her shoot herself... again
Talking to herself... again
No way to see the sun.
All I feel is shell shock. All my life... this shell shock.
She’s talking to herself again
Her tragedy lives inside me.
No way to see the sun
I’m talking to myself again
No way to see the sun
All you get is Shell shock,
all my life this shell shock.
Some memories can’t be stripped away.
These memories can't be stripped away.
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No Surrender, No Retreat
Shot Down, in Cold Blood
No remorse, No Regrets
Our Past is Your Future
We Still Alive: You ain't scared Yet?
Survive, We ain't Dead Yet
Still Alive, You ain't scared Yet
Survive, GET BACK
No remorse, No regrets
Shot Down, Cold Blood
the Emperor's dead
Dance in the streets
Cut out the eyes, see the pain
Still Alive, You ain't scared yet
Survive we ain't dead yet
Still alive you ain't scared yet
Survive !! GET BACK
running away from in love you
don't know stockholm( Ahhhhh)
LIving life remote control
feel like walls closing (Ahhhh)
death looking at your face..
but not nowww..
this isn't over
this isn't over
this isn't over
this isn't over
this is over
this is over
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33. |
Extinction AD - 1992
03:04
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Fuck your claims of aberration, habitual not deviation
Incident not isolated, but this time there's proof
Melting pot has boiled over, angels have lost composure
Burning and looting, the beatings and shootings raged for a week
What we saw with our own eyes was not justice just a crime
Up in flames all vision blurred, black clouds engulfed the earth
Unraveling sanity on Florence and Normandie
Citywide curfew declared from dusk till dawn
What we saw with our own eyes was not justice just a crime
War on the streets, cars overturned, we watched the city burn
Up in flames all vision blurred, black clouds engulfed the earth
Destruction of property took precedence over humanity
the epitaph on the tombstone
“This is America, This is a warzone”
Oppression bares down with the weight of a ton so they send it back tenfold where it came from
Throwing fireballs, the graffiti on the walls says “the systems broke”
The guilty reign and they ignited the fuse, shortened by years of physical and verbal abuse
Struck 56 times by a uniformed gang but they still walked free terrorizing the people
No justice no peace, just conflict on the streets
the anger was unleashed, aimed at a fucked up system
the epitaph on the tombstone
“This is America, This is a warzone”
Not sure any of these liner notes need to be in there but if it fits the format other bands are presenting here's anything they could need
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34. |
White Phosphorus - 226
09:06
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The American Dream was never meant for me
The American Dream was never meant for me
This battle is not new to us
We've endured centuries of cruelty
The government never protects
It only takes and destroys
60 million buffalo were slaughtered to drive out Indigenous nations
We are not considered human
Their lives driven to extinction
Our lives driven to extinction
Relationships destroyed
Broken bonds to Earth
Broken bonds with each other
The American Dream
Kill every buffalo you can
Every buffalo dead is an Indian gone
The Oglala Lakota burned down the slaughterhouses
Used to trap cattle
Used to trap them
Animals are meant to be free
We are meant to free
Rewrite the future
Rise up
This is a fight we must win
In defense of Turtle Island
And all the living beings on it
We need to be up in arms
Burn this system to the ground
Our ancestors showed us
Another world is possible
Rewrite the future
Rise up
This is a fight we must win
In defense of Turtle Island
And all the living beings on it
We need to be up in arms
Burn this system to the ground
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36. |
MAAFA - Welfare
04:47
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Defaulted to benefit from our enslavement
Generation after generation
Born at the top, held up by our backs
And choosing, to turn the other cheek
THAT’S PRIVILEGE
To inhabit your skin without fear
To inhabit your body without shame
To love who you want, to walk at night alone,
To be standing on the outside looking in
THAT’S PRIVILEGE
Chorus:
Welfare, Welfare!
They built an empire off your backs, off your backs!
Taxing your labor to secure their fortune
With no accountability
Cough up that restitution
Make you pay your debt to me
To navigate the spaces we’re not allowed to roam
Blind to exclusion you’ll never have to know
Dismantle the whole thing or nothing will change
Cuz the system was built to protect
YOUR PRIVILEGE
Repeat Chorus
The Safety of your fragility
Is priority
In this war
Against poor bodies and minorities
In this war
Against womxn and the not so binary
In this war against all black bodies
Fighting globally
THERE’S NO PEACE
Without Justice, Our kids are casualties
From Favela to Palestine
All our Mothers weep
From Plantation To President
Still the same story
From the Classroom
To prison cell Is the new chattel slavery
Repeat chorus
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Coming out the mouth
With your serpent’s tongue
Serpent eyes and serpent lungs
On the day you fell off the fence was the day of your banishment
You watched it all fall apart
Linear , end to start
You were there right before the fall
Fingers to lips fuckin Afterall
In the end you’ll get what you deserve , you’ve been walking down the is dead end road
You saw the body on the floor
Looked at your buddy and you closed the door well no more
There’s no home for this, in this sanctum that we have made
No home for you a fake loyalty that you hold on to
And now it’s coming together
A piece of shit apologist, couldn’t handle the weather
Victims haunt your dreams .
Till the end of your days you will remember their names
Hope reputation was a good excuse
Snake eyes , I see right through you
Nothing left to do.
And my friends got hurt because of people like you
More victims stay silent cause of people like you.
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Genocide
Origins
From slaves to Native Indians
The roots are rotten on this tree we all still swing,
This bitter fruit
More the same
Leaf to root
Ghosts in suits
Smoke echoes
Fill dark hall and rush to zion
But buried in this dirt
These mass graves of fortune tellers
Scream “tomorrow’s bygone”
All their land
Their laws
They're done
We're all
Dying to
Burn (Burn) Burn their precincts
Don't you say a word about some justice
There’s none in this place, it just can't live here
So tear these walls down, this foundation festered
Burn (Burn) Burn their prairies
Set fire to these plains, they're growing weary
Their mountains lead no where but desolation
Rip out these roots; this grain grows domination
And how the fuck / Are you so calm?
He kept his fucking job!
Still these racist laws roam plantation blocks and terrorize all these
Blood shot eyes
Crying dust and fire
Crying dust and fire
Massacre
Genocide
Thin lines inside a history of lies
Burn (Burn) Burn their prairies
Set fire to these plains, they're growing weary
Their mountains lead no where, but desolation
Rip out these roots this grain grows domination
from cradle to grave - sure some names have changed
BUT THIS FLAG WILL ALWAYS ENSLAVE
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Just another bastard lost their way
No respect for you nothing left to say
Make another mark, take another life
Feed the machine, increase the strife
Another controversy waiting to happen
Hold your gun a nervous habit
Bringers of wholesale destruction
A fabricated government production
Just another bastard lost their way
No respect for you nothing left to say
Trampling us left and right
Splinter society black and white
Hit after hit, lead on lead
Tilling the soil for the dead
How many people have to die
To fix it all, to fix your pride?
Scratch the record, wipe it clean
Destroy the order, make them bleed
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World of torment
Enslaved existence
Reign of terror
Eternal tyranny
Are you willing to die for
Your cause
Are you willing to die for
Your gød
Oppression
Submission
Suppression
Through division
Isolation
Desolation
Conviction
Incarceration
Abandoned
Freedom
Victims
Of evil
Are you willing to die for
Your cause
Are you willing to die for
Your gød
Facade of freedom
Civil unrest
Scorch the earth
Eternal suffering
Cycle of hate
War fueld by greed
Cycle of hate
World built by slaves
Cycle of hate
Ruled by the elite
Cycle of hate
Wont rule over me
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TEN THOUSAND GRINNING BOOMERS
OWNED THE LIBS TODAY
CUT THE LOGOS FROM THEIR OWN SOCKS
AND THEN COVERAGE OF THEIR HEALTHCARE
THE SHOWMAN ON THE NEWS
PULLS A RABBIT FROM HIS HAT
TEN THOUSAND JOBS VANISH
WITH THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE
AS THE PLANET DIES
MERCY GOES EXTINCT
THE CULPRITS DRAGGED IN SHACKLES
BEFORE A NEW NUREMBURG
WHERE A MILLION PLASTIC STRAWS
MELTED UNDER INCANDESCENT BULBS
ARE POURED INTO THEIR SCREAMING MOUTHS
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46. |
Bovice - Fatal Fury
03:34
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Innocence is broken
as you push your evil plans
Money hungry, hate filled agenda
Regardless of the man
Red White and Blue faces
Are the basis of existence
Complacency in this land
Only benefits the system
Nation of greed
Rooted from an evil seed
Nation of greed
From what you sow
you will reap
Pushed to obey
By any means
You wont see me
On my fucking knees
Spit in your face
In the nations name
I wont be a piece
In your game
With this fatal fury built up inside
I will extinguish all who oppose
With the power of millions
Trample all of my foes
I can not be stopped
Forever doing unto those
Come against me and you’ll see
My fatal fury bring your life to a fucking close
Fatal Fury
Sleep with one eye open
Fatal Fury
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