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Dj Krush lyrics - Song for John Walker



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   [ Pedestrian ]
  There's a little Johnny Walker Lindh in every Meadow Creek middle school
  And when the rap tape grows up
  Each wave topples at first wind before the self settles in the body
  
  [ Dose & Why? ]
  The names of prominent families
  Carry no weight in foreign cities
  And even the sons of senators
  Receive no welcome outside the states
  The names of prominent families
  Carry no weight in foreign cities
  And even the sons of senators
  Receive no welcome outside the states
  
  [ Dose ]
  We hold these truths to be self-evident
  Once a-fuckin-gain we got a dollar model president
  Carving his face up for the cover of the next new nickel
  Combing every cotton coil of his inner white wig
  Curling perfect sers to his own thin lips in the mirror
  Working on his contripasto for stone
  Oh yah whitey, you got empire guilt
  
  [ Why? & Dose ]
  We know John Walker, we know John Booth
  Waste our days swatting this single song
  At a long line of Yale and bones born old men
  We know John Walker, we know John Booth
  Waste our days swatting this single song
  At a long line of Yale and bones born old men
  
  [ Alias ]
  While the widows buy rubber grips to open bottles with
  It's dreams with dusty dashboards and chipping paint
  At least the animals have something to poison themselves with
  Director yelling "Cut!" on riot footage in the background is faint
  And at dusk the clanking of fork to plates syncs
  Man of the house drowning out the chatter of housewife
  To yet another unmanned spyplane crash
  Now televangelists have a basis for book sales
  And the promise of effective prayers that get results
  As well as God's insurance policy for guaranteed divinity
  Time to give the fallout shelters a makeover
  Grab a pen and pad of paper and Ikea catalogue today
  
  [ Sole ]
  No matter what plastic you pray to or sponsorship you kill for
  Become a smart happy healthy pet rock if you can eat like us
  You'll make great soup and hot new imports for domesticated devils
  Don't worry, in thirty years we'll all be Johns and Sarahs
  
  [ Dose & Why? ]
  But the names of prominent families
  Carry no weight in foreign cities
  And even the sons of senators
  Receive no welcome outside the states
  The names of prominent families
  Carry no weight in foreign cities
  And even the sons of senators
  Receive no welcome outside the states
  
  [ Why? ]
  A flag stripes trying to tear free in heavy wind
  And seperate themselves from any unified composition
  Oh, I heard the two parties split platforms at the turn of the century
  But I know I'm American by the coins I carry
  And that's fucking scary
  Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
  And even the worn wigged hard news anchors are un-affected
  And every psychic and small-time prophet is aloof
  We've been injected to the point of immunity
  It takes an f load of s to stimulate the
  Desencitized tastebuds of the sugar-expecting community
  Till we can barely detect the weather man's insincerity
  Their tongues are fast and free
  Like a child's translucent un-braced teeth
  A low relief long horn
  On a roughneck's rawhide wallet
  (Can I hear that, ah, last tongues are fast, you know)
  
  [ Dose ]
  Yeah America, you got it
  
  [ Passage ]
  The audio haunting promise provides for even the smallest of sparrows
  So long as the ghosts are clean and clearly showing through you
  I've been helpful, metal man bides his time
  In the sands on Minus Island
  Everything is fine, your heart is working properly
  All my love and luck on the river Euphrates
  
  [ Passage & Sole ]
  Don't take no wooden nickels, kid
  There's bikinis selling SUV's in the TV's in teepees
  Time to look for Job, the dorks have hit the desert
  The carbohydrate kings are back with fanny packs
  And daisy-cutters strapping parachutes to Lunchables
  To land on the lap of the new batch of bargain hunters
  Now we're not saying anything cause we're not supposed to
  But like Blockbuster hampster gave the Black Panthers cancer
  I know what you're thinking, it's like drinking the ocean
  But if you can fall in love in prison you can die a healthy plant
  
  [ Dose ]
  He wanted Hammer pants, he joined the Taliban
  He sought an absolute truth, the alpha cliché
  But he got the omega and bucked
  How many more humans will wear gun spit in their guts
  Why, you can still smile on the cover of Life magazine
  No matter how many bullets you take
  Again we use the magnets poorly
  Again we use the magnets poorly
  Again we use the magnets poorly
  Again we use the magnets like shit
  What is it with all these men in their fifties
  Wanting to win the world over like there's no tomorrow already?
  No matter what you do, G.W
  There will be no dollar for you
  Woe is the billionnaire
  Woe is the billionnaire
  No matter what you do, G.W
  There will be no dollar for you
  Woe is the billionnaire
  
  Give him a bomb to suck on
  


Dj Krush lyrics - Song for John Walker


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