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payday monsanto - maniacs at large lyrics
“investors are comfortable that the u.s. dollar is backed by the american government, so no matter what is happening to the american economy, something like the u.s. dollar is backed by the federal reserve, that’s going to be around a year from now, that’s a much more comfortable investment for them. karen”
“thank you, bridget.”
thank you, bridget…you just personified a dumb_sl_t info_wh0re, and you are bona fide. i’d like to drag you in my hotel room, and leavе you bone_a_fied, limpin’ away, knowin’ your owners liеd. see, i could give ‘ya sweet new gigs, and open up your eyes to elite jew pigs. unfortunately, they’ve been pimpin’ you for so long, makin’ you feel comfortable, and you don’t care what’s goin’ on. so, you can read your teleprompter eloquently, you’re ugly as a beast, the masses think you’re h_lla pretty. wh0res like you, i never forget ‘ya, ’cause i could see the reptile beamin’ through your retinas. so, i know to stay away, the game is fixed, ‘ya gotta be insane to play. all i got for you is monumental monster_c_ck s_x, and it’s not gonna be gentle…
i don’t give a f_ck about race, color, or creed, you assist in mass murder, and you get what you need…
when i drag you in my bas_m_nt, i will mirror your greed, you will not leave, until your genitalia bleed…
i don’t give a f_ck about race, color, or creed, you assist in mass murder, and you get what you need…
when i drag you in my bas_m_nt, i will mirror your greed, you will not leave, until your genitalia…
this is not a joke, gag, hoax, or a spin_ride, i wanna put somethin’ so big in you, it tears apart your insides. wake you up, in a closet with your limbs tied, show you photographs, ill_strating how your pimp died. and, your male counterparts don’t differ, bill o’reilly, glenn beck, they can get it stiffer. stick a d_ck cheney in ‘ya bush, hold it down, i got a humongous phallic_symbol for your colon powell’s. and, all the others that you dub your friends, milk_toast liberals yellin’ ’bout republicans. they’re all the same, funny_money changers, serve_isle gentiles, workin’ for the money_changers. usury is illegal to a muslim, that’s why they gotta do away with islam. these shylock c_cksuckers wanna bomb them, that’s why i keep my palm wrapped around a big’un…
i don’t give a f_ck about race, color, or creed, you assist in mass murder, and you get what you need…
when i drag you in my bas_m_nt, i will mirror your greed, you will not leave, until your genitalia bleed…
i don’t give a f_ck about race, color, or creed, you assist in mass murder, and you get what you need…
when i drag you in my bas_m_nt, i will mirror your greed, you will not leave, until your genitalia…
“looking for a home on derange? well look no further, because i got exactly what you want. (crypt_keeper laughs maniacally) you’re not interested? what’s the matter? afraid you can’t get a morgue_edge? oh well, that’s exactly how the woman in tonight’s torture tale feels. she’s upset because there’s a k!ller loose in her neighborhood. in a putrid_property i call (monster_c_ck s_x, monster_c_ck s_x) maniac at large.”_
i don’t care if you’re upset, ’cause you’re takin’ it the wrong way, this is allegorical, listen what the song say. this has nothin’ to do with a newscaster, i’m talkin’ ’bout the string_pullers, yes their puppet_masters. who keepin’ ‘ya broke, and likin’ ‘ya sick, you’re bendin’ over for a big red, white, & blue d_ck. declarin’ you crazy, for tryin’ to get equipped, disagree with government, they’re gonna write you a script. meanwhile, they keep the sheeple runnin’ for cures, when they had them sh_ts in 1924. they wanna keep the brainiacs’ in the caboose, and tell you people like me, are maniacs on the loose…
i don’t give a f_ck about race, color, or creed, you assist in mass murder, and you get what you need…
when i drag you in my bas_m_nt, i will mirror your greed, you will not leave, until your genitalia bleed…
i don’t give a f_ck about race, color, or creed, you assist in mass murder, and you get what you need…
when i drag you in my bas_m_nt, i will mirror your greed, you will not leave, until your genitalia bleed…
occupy wall st, c’mon. the only thing manhattan’s missin’ right now, is a hollywood sign. this is all staged_managed…it’s a drill…it’s actually deemed by the new york city police department as a parade, and peaceful protestors are gettin’ sprayed. (((sprayed)))
“today, americans would be outraged if un troops entered los angeles to restore order, tomorrow they will be grateful. this is especially true, if they were told there was an outside threat, from beyond. whether real, or promulgated, that threatened our very existence. it is then, all peoples of the world will pledge with world leaders, to deliver them from this evil, the one thing that every man fears, is the unknown. when presented with this scenario, individual rights will be willingly relinquished, for the guarantee of their well_being, granted to them by their world government.” _ henry kissinger. evian, france 1991
“believe it, or not”_
[gunshot & shattering glass]
“you know, his choices of words, uh it, it’s intended to shock, to pack a wallop, and uh, you need to. you need to shock people out of their apathy, and so that’s what payday monsanto’s music is designed to do, and that’s what it does.” _ charles giuliani
_the voice of the crypt_keeper _ john kassir. “maniac at large” episode 10, from season 4 of “tales from the crypt” 1992
_”believe it, or not” _ theme song from the tv show “greatest american hero” 1981
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