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An injured beast, a belly not full
Ugly faces telling all what’s beautiful
God’s promises, this cursed plague
Risen from the clays, sons daughters of apes
Hunt them pigs wild in them bushes
Strip them naked, let their reaching hands fall
They been leeching for too long
They been leaching for too long
Tales in the darkness, light the fire ignite the mind
Move silent whilst guiding the blind
Can’t bear the idle weight, idle hate
Can’t idle or wait
Heart beating at a furious rate
Furious pace, see the furious chase
Furious food got me thirsting a furious taste
Titles trophies, numbers names
Fire water intensifies them flames

Run for the hills, hands skilled with the scissors
Unrecognised faces I knew now configured
Watch the skin starts to wither
Tables lined with their leathers
The beast has been dining like this forever

Everything they covet, impossible math
The smarts and the street smarts
Smarts you need to take part
Or get your parts taken real fast
They be breaking real hearts, real hard
Cages, steel bars, bricks and mortar, real hard
Bow to the real God
Poison paid for, money slaved for
These dialects you don’t know
But they be speaking to your soul
So when she cries I gather tears
Carry water to the thirsty
Cos I've bleeding like this before

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from Butchers Bakers (LP - 2012), track released March 19, 2012

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