JINN la canción oficial de #OpCensorThis

JINN la canción oficial de #OpCensorThis

Con 79 centavos de dólar puedes ayudar a Anonymous y Team Poison a apoyar a la gente en África Oriental pues se tiene una crisis alimentaria muy seria. Este video ha circulado por YouTube y empieza a tomar fuerza y obviamente la temática es de apoyo a estos dos grupos de activistas en Internet.

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Letra

[ Coro ]

I’m getting tired of the system tryna break out
Cos all my life I’ve been a victim in this place howl
They’re justifying all the killing
While the mind has been imprisoned
Ima ride until I figure out this maze now
I linked with poisanon to try and get the message across
We let them poison us and now were getting memory loss
The remedy is in the leadership – a veteran – boss
Achieving peace can be so difficult when death is the cost

[ Verso _ 1 ]

I dedicate my pen to tell the stories of oppression, Fighting off the sources that find glory in their weapons, They call it war on terror when they’re nothing but the biggest form of terror, Haunting thoughts of all the children as they force a stormy weather, I wonder if the morning dawn will ever – be the same, Will my generation ever see the change, Even ketamine cant remedy this pain, For all the people with no bread to eat for days , While the settlers get pleasure as they wreck the streets with rage, They fabricate the media we’ve mentally been played, And if i speak the truth then they’ll render me insane, Now i linked up with TeaMp0isoN they cant censor me well end the scene in flames, Now the realness in the industry is setting free the cage, Babylon is burning – and where next to be in rain, Now the tables turning I don’t bless beats for a wage, Im speaking for the unheard – Freedom is the one word.

[ Coro ]

I’m getting tired of the system tryna break out
Cos all my life I’ve been a victim in this place howl
They’re justifying all the killing
While the mind has been imprisoned
Ima ride until I figure out this maze now
I linked with poisanon to try and get the message across
We let them poison us and now were getting memory loss
The remedy is in the leadership – a veteran – boss
Achieving peace can be so difficult when death is the cost

[ Vers _ 2 ]

Still rioting, Shouting at the top of my voice, I’ve been silent but the violence got me dropping that choice – Im out here, Tryna fight the demons , Need my rights and freedom , Sleep at night believing, Need a mighty queen to breed alive my semen, Raise an army, unethical experiments – The cause of all the wave tsunamis, Testing on our settlements you find a way to make us starving, Hide behind the fakes’t mask to save your ars, The rest are just irrelevant, Slash the working classes wage invest to bring the weapons in – You represent the devil in your actions, Fabricate a story with a heading and a caption – Regardless of the truth, The hacktivist are backing ain’t no censoring this anthem, Cook disaster in the booth, And who said it was NASA that first planted on the moon, They glamourise their point of view starting with the news, and once we get the following right were swallowing guys , The honour is mine.

[ Coro ]

I’m getting tired of the system tryna break out
Cos all my life I’ve been a victim in this place howl
They’re justifying all the killing
While the mind has been imprisoned
Ima ride until I figure out this maze now
I linked with poisanon to try and get the message across
We let them poison us and now were getting memory loss
The remedy is in the leadership – a veteran – boss
Achieving peace can be so difficult when death is the cost

[ Verso _ 1 ]

Tell me wheres the justice in this earth, Mother witnesses her sons blood spilling at birth, I hunt villains with words, To take the Zion’s down to unriddle the curse, The reason for the hunger and the thirst, Fractional reserve banking, Mr McDonnald , Ray Kroc and the Bohemian Grove, Satanic hubs and all the evil involved, Fiending for gold, and then they wonder why its peak on the roads, They stood and watched the riots heat and evolve, They even let their dragon breath instead of healing they wanted numbers locked for breaching the codes, You think I penny any offer of me leaving my soul, Never will i kneel to this throne, Cos knowledge is power, It’s 2011 and still a monarchy how, Surrounded by puppets and clowns, Team PoisoN and Anonymous abolish these cowards, The honour of prodigies ours, I solemnly vow – To crack the wrists, Of any who wish to test the power of the hacktivists.