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  • Mere mortals, the Gods coming so miss me with the whoopty-whoop
    You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you
    I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth
    I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power, hallelu'
    Life'll get so bad it feel like God mad at you
    But that's a feeling, baby, ever lose I refuse
    I disabuse these foolish fools of they foolish views
    I heard the revolution coming, you should spread the news
    Garvey mind, Tyson punch, this is bad news
    So feel me, follow me
    Devil done got on top of me
    Bad times got a monopoly
    Give up, I did the opposite
    Pitch perfect, I did it properly
    Owner killed by his property
    This life'll stress you like Orson Welles on the radio
    War after war of the world'll make all your saneness go
    And these invaders from Earth're twerkin' on graves you know
    Can't wait to load up the silos and make your babies glow
    It's so abusive you'll beg somebody to roofie you
    They'll snatch your hope up and use it like it's a hula-hoop
    And it's a loop, they talk to you just like their rulers do
    These ******' fools have forgotten just who been foolin' who
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters (kill your masters!)
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters (kill your masters!)
    Killer children of men on the throne, roving with no atonement
    Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen
    The flow's a burning wind, blowing to your coast
    Now in cages 'cause we rode the waves of your explosions
    Done appealing to our killers, man, to stop the bleedin'
    This song's a dirty bomb for they dirty dealings
    Boots on the roof, I'm Charley Mingus dumping through the ceiling
    Master P-in' on these lost Europeans thievin'
    **** be grim, and De La born a reaper
    Born in the beast and fixin' feast tearin' its features
    The world surges, the nation's nervous
    The crowds awaken, they can't disperse us
    We ain't at your service
    Won't stay sedated
    Won't state our numbers for names and
    Remaining faceless
    We dignified, they can't erase us
    We ain't asleep, we rope-a-**** through the flames
    Man, the world gonna ride on what's implied in the name
    Run 'em
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters (kill your masters!)
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters
    Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    Kill your masters (kill your masters!)
  • [00:42.87]Mere mortals, the Gods coming so miss me with the whoopty-whoop
    [00:46.17]You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you
    [00:48.92]I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth
    [00:52.23]I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power, hallelu'
    [00:55.32]Life'll get so bad it feel like God mad at you
    [00:58.19]But that's a feeling, baby, ever lose I refuse
    [01:01.67]I disabuse these foolish fools of they foolish views
    [01:04.60]I heard the revolution coming, you should spread the news
    [01:07.64]Garvey mind, Tyson punch, this is bad news
    [01:10.64]So feel me, follow me
    [01:11.94]Devil done got on top of me
    [01:13.36]Bad times got a monopoly
    [01:14.85]Give up, I did the opposite
    [01:16.38]Pitch perfect, I did it properly
    [01:18.04]Owner killed by his property
    [01:19.57]This life'll stress you like Orson Welles on the radio
    [01:22.72]War after war of the world'll make all your saneness go
    [01:26.02]And these invaders from Earth're twerkin' on graves you know
    [01:29.20]Can't wait to load up the silos and make your babies glow
    [01:32.11]It's so abusive you'll beg somebody to roofie you
    [01:35.05]They'll snatch your hope up and use it like it's a hula-hoop
    [01:38.26]And it's a loop, they talk to you just like their rulers do
    [01:41.35]These ******' fools have forgotten just who been foolin' who
    [01:44.44]Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    [01:46.68]Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    [01:49.12]Kill your masters
    [01:50.58]Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    [01:53.21]Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    [01:55.82]Kill your masters (kill your masters!)
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    [02:01.53]Kill your masters
    [02:03.00]Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    [02:05.63]Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    [02:08.05]Kill your masters (kill your masters!)
    [02:09.34]Killer children of men on the throne, roving with no atonement
    [02:11.98]Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen
    [02:15.36]The flow's a burning wind, blowing to your coast
    [02:18.65]Now in cages 'cause we rode the waves of your explosions
    [02:21.65]Done appealing to our killers, man, to stop the bleedin'
    [02:24.54]This song's a dirty bomb for they dirty dealings
    [02:27.64]Boots on the roof, I'm Charley Mingus dumping through the ceiling
    [02:30.68]Master P-in' on these lost Europeans thievin'
    [02:33.57]**** be grim, and De La born a reaper
    [02:36.50]Born in the beast and fixin' feast tearin' its features
    [02:39.98]The world surges, the nation's nervous
    [02:42.37]The crowds awaken, they can't disperse us
    [02:45.06]We ain't at your service
    [02:46.18]Won't stay sedated
    [02:47.22]Won't state our numbers for names and
    [02:49.35]Remaining faceless
    [02:50.44]We dignified, they can't erase us
    [02:52.29]We ain't asleep, we rope-a-**** through the flames
    [02:54.79]Man, the world gonna ride on what's implied in the name
    [02:57.85]Run 'em
    [02:58.52]Kill your, kill- kill your kill your, kill-
    [03:00.91]Kill your, kill- kill- kill your, kill-
    [03:03.48]Kill your masters
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    [03:21.87]Kill your masters (kill your masters!)