Текст песни Cells - Fax Gang
Rap
game
Will
Toledo,
better
than
the
Beatles
PK
on
your
screen
just
call
me
kino
Filipino
We
know
we
know,
he
says
he
goes
off
But
xenophobes
froth,
get
kicked
in
their
teethholes
You
zeros
Bitch
I'll
sweep
your
whole
board
cause
I'm
bored
Turn
stockings
to
swords
when
rappers
feel
like
heroes,
shit
Burn
cities
like
Nero
do
it
for
the
people
While
all
you
keyboard
warriors
stare
right
through
a
peephole
Sitting
regal
No
kings,
no
crowns,
stay
still,
sit
down
Some
fuckers
don't
know
how
to
stop
being
a
clown
Throw
in
the
towel
Fuck
with
the
sound
Blow
the
bass
out
and
take
a
case
out
If
a
pig
shows
their
face
out,
show
'em
the
gates
out
Or
take
a
fist
to
'em
and
throw
'em
out
with
black
eyes,
peace
Fuck
a
landlord,
lease
Throw
your
hands
up,
please
Throw
your
hands
up,
please
Born
on
the
internet
Millennium
of
winners
Get
the
liquor
and
a
rag
Cause
we
ain't
drinking
with
the
quitters
yet
Shellboy
peddle
flame
I'm
spitting
game
I'll
let
it
simmer
Stay
away
don't
burn
your
hand
Your
little
thumbs
won't
take
to
Twitter
Let
'em
know
2K0
3K
Fax
Gang
Glacierbaby
melt
it
down
Sweat
it
out,
handstand
Killer,
man,
kilogram
Kill
a
man,
stimulant
Give
a
hand,
no
sinners
No
saints,
give
a
damn
Say
it
loud
fam
POC
and
proud
fam
All
my
gay,
les,
bi,
trans
coming
out
fam
No
we
ain't
just
cloud
rap
Shooting
for
Pluto
just
call
it
space
trap
The
top
wants
you
to
be
another
pay
stat
Tell
us
where
the
blaze
at
Don't
sell
us
a
cell
and
a
haystack
We
the
strays,
try
to
quell
us
and
we'll
slay
back
Disobey
class
Cops
and
politicians
need
to
take
a
grey
axe
We
want
freedom
for
the
masses
need
it
asap
Pork
barrel
spent
to
keep
our
voices
in
peril
The
barons
change
the
channel,
give
senators
time
to
prattle
It's
a
joke,
but
it's
on
us
They
say
that
terrorists
are
all
among
us
The
young
will
confront
you,
just
try
to
stop
us
We're
the
ones
They
try
to
convince
us
that
we
are
not
one
While
guns
are
in
the
slums
They've
been
numbed
to
sounds
of
batons
Don't
succumb,
find
energy
Wealthy
will
feel
the
lethargy
So
every
single
one
of
us
should
snap
out
of
our
reveries
Brother
John
Brother
John
where
you
at
Why
you
gone
where
you
stand
Are
you
a
cop,
catch
these
hands
Are
you
a
lawmaker,
god-player,
nation-traitor,
shut
up
Play
savior
of
the
people
til
everyone
knows
you're
corrupt
You
fakers
fucked
in
the
head
The
world
is
on
fire
and
you're
all
ducking
or
fled
Nobody's
bucking
the
trends
Go
suck
on
this
end
Bend
over
to
the
ones
that
you
tend
to
It's
not
us
but
we're
the
ones
you
pretend
to
In
the
end
it's
us
you're
betraying
Our
lives
you've
been
slaying
You're
the
ones
that
keep
on
wasting
all
the
taxes
we're
paying
The
people
you're
baiting
while
disregarding
laws
that
you're
breaking
You
made
them
yet
no
consequences
you're
facing
Fuck
you
Fuck
your
cronies
Fuck
the
police
Fuck
you
holier-than-thou
fucking
idiots
that
think
that
we
ain't
watching
fucking
closely
Fuck
your
system
Fuck
tradition
Fuck
your
visions
Fuck
your
distance
from
the
people
you
pass
off
as
fucking
wisdom
You
threaten
to
kill
us
while
you
all
sit
in
your
villas
Convinced
manila's
a
trap
like
the
tactics
of
all
the
fucking
American-killers
The
pigs
that
leave
stains
on
all
of
our
nations
You're
all
so
complacent
I
hope
you
love
the
red
that
you're
painting
There's
blood
on
your
hands
Bones
on
your
land
Fifty
fucking
miles
away
from
where
the
line's
in
the
sand
I
hope
you
know
where
you
stand
Right
on
the
wrong
side
of
history
Killing
people
just
for
their
ethnicity
Fuck
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