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Get MAD (Intro)
02:07
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I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s worth. Banks are going bust. Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be
We know things are bad – worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is: “Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.”
Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot – I don’t want you to write to your congressman, because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad. You’ve got to say: “I’m a human being, god-dammit! My life has value!”
So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell: “I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not gonna take this anymore!”
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[Verse I]
Ugh, yeah, listen, listen, listen
Fuck Donald Trump, fuck Hilary
Both wicked and descended from the villain tree
Did it really matter which would get the victory
For niggas pulling triggers for some figures so they kids can eat?
Two parties same shit, ain't a mystery
Twisted history shit we see missile infantry symphonies
Hitting simpletons instantly splitting skin and limbs
Scamper to skimpily cover up any injuries for the inquires
No, you can't Rob me like De Niro
‘Cause knowledge is up here and Edward Snowden is a hero with a clear soul
Though I ain't praying for miracles
When our dear globe on clear road to sear slow
The man he screw us 'till we lifeless
But we don't got a clue, we all too glued to our devices
Soothing us with vices, consuming what they pipe us
I'm more frightened of the rise of the right than scared of ISIS
[Chorus]
So I sing it from my chest
Give me liberty or death
(I think Patrick said it best)
Give me liberty or death
So I sing it from my chest
Give me liberty or death
(I shall never accept anything less)
Give me liberty or death
[Verse 2]
Listen, listen, listen
Fuck a politician politricking
I'd rather be bottle sipping than sit and listen to constant bitching
It's like they got they conscious missing
Congress live in a constant lobotomy competition and all them winning
National Security Agency gon’ be hating me
Angry taping these statements flagrantly making free
Like fuck whoever in, Democrats or Republicans
Or any puppet men that dick hugging like eighties jeans
Crazy me I thought freedom was guaranteed
But apparently, see, it come with glaring fee
If you ain't staring at McLarens and heiring Gs
When they stick you in a cell it ain't fair you see, it's heresy
Where the anger in the streets, where the kerosene?
How much more flagrant can you get it's embarrassing
Our cities are like a terror scene
It's time we tearing free to tear down the Pharisees
[Chorus]
So I sing it from my chest
Give me liberty or death
(I think Patrick said it best)
Give me liberty or death
So I sing it from my chest
Give me liberty or death
(I shall never accept anything less)
Give me liberty or death
So I sing it from my chest
Give me liberty or death
(I think Patrick said it best)
Give me liberty or death
So I sing it from my chest
Give me liberty or death
(I shall never accept anything less)
Give me liberty or death
[Outro]
Give me liberty or death
Give me liberty or death
Give me liberty or death
Give me liberty or death
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3. |
Money, Money, Money
03:54
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[Verse 1]
Ugh, wake up in the morning, work hard for the cake 'till I'm yawing
We grind 'till the mind fried so I wind my behind to the bar heading straight for the awning
Get a shot of the whiskey, more shots 'till I'm constantly pissing
Just bought eighth off of Dave so I'm praying the pigs don't stop me to frisk me
I been feeling frisky, tryna get my girl to stay for the week
But we both got wages we need, gotta slave for green, wanna rake in the cheese
So basically, what's straight laced when you craving to breath, got a case of the heebie-jeebies
Dreaming of freedom when seeing me lacking what basic I need to make it indeed
Been hustling, rum guzzling late night I'm up again
Last night I got no sleep, I had no weed, yeah I ran out of bud again
My funds been funneled in to studio time and my schedule punishing
Nine to five at a desk mind numbing then straight to the set so I'm up with the sun again
Shit, bill fumbling, I'm looking for that one again that due in a day
Well there go my dough for a new MPK, gotta lair and a lab that could use a new facelift
What a bitch, I been greazy and grimy, this season of grinding ain't easy I'm sliding
Back to old my ways drinking and smoking, putting pencils in motion
[Chorus]
(Money, money, money)
Cash run everything around me
(Money, money, money)
Rat race for the bread and the bounty
(Money, money, money)
Fast pace or you dead in your county cause
(It’s a rich man’s world)
Everybody mobbing and robbing for
(Money, money, money)
Cash run everything around me
(Money, money, money)
Rat race for the bread and the bounty
(Money, money, money)
Mask face with the lead in the Audi when
(It’s a rich man’s world)
Pitchfork at your door with a swarm of a thousand
[Verse 2]
We been cursed to traverse on the Earth with a purse cause money keep the world in motion
It's a roller coaster to coast through the smoke of commotion and earn your hopes and
Dreams so the team got schemes for the cream for the green for the whole encroachment
They don't want you win so you playing yourself, Kool-Aid with the swirled in potions
The men in suits got in for you, tryna get your loot
It's a infinite loop that we get in to, gotta split your food or you get the boot
Subliminal visuals get you too when you hit the tube, its they mission to
I’m wishing to unplug from the scum of the drug, but fuck it's a risky move
So what we gon’ do bout that, our home full of roaches, sewer rats
Goons in the blue they carousing strapped, who gon’ snap, they beat you till you oozing Jack
Who's in back, who's behind bars, or better yet who's not, who is in charge?
Who moving with arms, cause it ain't us, rebels with a cause with a pen and paintbrush
I can't hush, no, I'm screaming out, I don't beat around the bush or go the scenic route
I done seen a lot of stuff I wanna weep and shout, but you gotta keep up your head or they weed you out
Dreaming that the evil out, motherfuck Reagan get the demons out
Tell the world of the schemes you found and they stick you a cell with a cement couch, ugh
[Chorus]
(Money, money, money)
Cash run everything around me
(Money, money, money)
Rat race for the bread and the bounty
(Money, money, money)
Fast pace or you dead in your county cause
(It’s a rich man’s world)
Everybody mobbing and robbing for
(Money, money, money)
Cash run everything around me
(Money, money, money)
Rat race for the bread and the bounty
(Money, money, money)
Mask face with the lead in the Audi when
(It’s a rich man’s world)
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[Verse 1: MADic]
It was not two hundred years ago
That you could buy a nigga off the block and make him work a hoe
Now niggas on the block tryna work a ho
Chain around they neck with every step, that full circle gold
Racism never died - it survived
Institutionalized in the grind of our lives
And it ride through your mind 'till you find you've arrived
At the very fate our great society ascribed
Teachers say you gon’ fail, young black males
Only front page when dead or in jail
Staying one step ahead of betrayal
Watch them cops they trick you, stick you in federal cells
Nobody believe in you, criminal they see in you
Dead in your cell just for smoking in your vehicle
I seen the noose, scream freedom three times like Beatlejuice
And you may see the troops at your door to set the evil loose
[Chorus: MADic]
Come take a trip on the slave ship
It never stopped sailing, it just changed shifts
Shackle your legs quick, tatter your brain with
Blabbering aimless radio wave shit
Come take a trip on the slave ship
Master remain fixed, waving he rain whips
Dangerous blood stains stay on the chains thick
Remain slick, kid, thinking is dangerous
[Verse 2: MADic]
They tell us give up your freedom
For a false sense of believing we free from the evilest heathens
That wanna see demons unleashed on everybody that breathing
But wait, think about it, who really is scheming?
Who the real thugs? Who the real terrorists
That peel slugs deal drugs and damage us?
Living in mansions in Maryland while we stare at them
On television from the ghetto living that we cramming in
Damn embarrassing, land of the free
I didn't land on Plymouth Rock, it landed on me
Clones and drones what we branded to be
We think we tanning at beaches, nah we stranded at sea
It's a sick and twisted family tree
From the roots, so little distance where the canopy be
So we sleep atrophied, think it cannot be beat
While master he eat up in his manor in peace
[Chorus: MADic]
Come take a trip on the slave ship
It never stopped sailing, it just changed shifts
Shackle your legs quick, tatter your brain with
Blabbering aimless radio wave shit
Come take a trip on the slave ship
Master remain fixed, waving he rain whips
Dangerous blood stains stay on the chains thick
Remain slick, kid, thinking is dangerous
[Verse 3: JSB]
Ugh, these Timmy Turners in streets be wishing for burners
My wish is that they don’t hurt us but look at us as Nat Turners
Late on the journey wish I had met Sojourner, we need some radical changes
I ain’t talking ‘bout Jenner and I ain’t excluding Jenners
I’m just angry over modern day hangings like a banner
And it don’t matter if I keep my pants or speak in the proper grammar
Or show that I’m licensed to carry hammers
Tryna buy my child Pampers, they won’t recall my degree
Just the degree to which I fell
The results of a broken family is the story they’ll tell
They wanna see me in hell, well I wish them good luck
Cause for four hundred years my people been getting fucked
Nothing funny no Bruce Bruce in the streets I be chucking my deuce deuce
Cause even if I mind my manners in the land of all these cameras
These officers will offer me coffins, orphans and dead parents
As a complimentary, all the way to the shore of (ghoul)
[Chorus: MADic]
Come take a trip on the slave ship
It never stopped sailing, it just changed shifts
Shackle your legs quick, tatter your brain with
Blabbering aimless radio wave shit
Come take a trip on the slave ship
Master remain fixed, waving he rain whips
Dangerous blood stains stay on the chains thick
Remain slick, kid, thinking is dangerous
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5. |
New Era
04:27
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[Verse 1]
I lie awake in my bed
Rinky-dink apartment where I'm staying, laying my head
It's all I can afford when neighbors paying a leg
And an arm to stay ahead of all they favorite trends
Occasionally kids is spraying the lead
Another body for the bobbies probably laying there dead
They kicking in my door to make a way with my bread
So I'm blazing up this eighth and taking Js to the head
Twenty one six, its heavy gun shit
Everybody shooting each other till spaghetti lungs quit
Till you confetti, done, split your head to a gelatin mix
In Megacity One the judges deadly and quick
It's only a matter of time
Already road to the gold littered, scattered with mines
The phone to your dome, little rats on your lines
Three days away from shit'll shatter your lives
[Chorus]
We stand face to face with a new era
The dangerous pace that we move nearer
Holding on to a glimmer of hope
But the road to dystopia a slippery slope
We stand face to face with a new era
The dangerous pace that we move nearer
Holding on to a glimmer of hope
But the road to dystopia a slippery slope
[Verse 2]
I lie awake in my bed
Rinky-dink apartment where I'm staying, laying my head
People on the corner they are anxious for bread
Something that making them fed when every state in the red
Twenty two six, it's twenty two six
I want a piece of the pie, ready the Reddi Cool Whip
The stronghold grip clinching cities in its fist
Citizenry on the fritz military in the midst
Numb to the new era, guns and the new terror
Funds for the blue bearers so run from the goon's slammer
Fun for the news cameras, we dumb for the newest damage
Glued to tube when loose cannons go Bruce Banner
Your home peaking dog, Peeping Tom for they secret arm
This hell, not Orwell could foresee the farm
Of data they eating on, panopticon with speech alarms
Don't speak no harm, they recon on to check on each of y’all
[Chorus]
We stand face to face with a new era
The dangerous pace that we move nearer
Holding on to a glimmer of hope
But the road to dystopia a slippery slope
We stand face to face with a new era
The dangerous pace that we move nearer
Holding on to a glimmer of hope
But the road to dystopia a slippery slope
[Verse 3]
I lie awake in my bed
Ratty-ass apartment where I'm staying, laying my head
The planet is on fire major waves of the dead
So the state been cracking down and cracking brains like they eggs
Our boots are laced with a dangerous thread
As we stepping over angels raising daemons instead
Flirting with cursed Earth, pain to get fed
Could have had hope, settled for chaos and dread
Twenty three six, it's twenty three six
The rich live in privilege while the city is pissed
Down the drain with the rain, the pain of shitty abyss
A jittery mist sit thick from city to sticks
Silencing free speech means violence in these streets
Wilding police beat while tyranny speak sweet
Can't read about it cause they banning the books
Scan us we panicked and shook, damaged, we managed by crooks
[Chorus]
We stand face to face with a new era
The dangerous pace that we move nearer
Holding on to a glimmer of hope
But the road to dystopia a slippery slope
We stand face to face with a new era
The dangerous pace that we move nearer
Holding on to a glimmer of hope
But the road to dystopia a slippery slope
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6. |
World War III
03:57
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[Verse 1]
Hungry people don't stay hungry for long
It's a ticking time bomb under your throne
Get to gripping iPhones, thumbing along
Until a fricking spy drone crumble your home
Oh what am I on, that red pill and reefer
The chief chiefer the Reaper, the lead freak of week
And the cheat sheet for demeanor of beat meaner machiner
Ego death meeter, obscene speaking through speakers
It's MADic, yeah it's mister hang the flag down
Mister using cash now, try and track that now
What’s your mission, what you hiding, what you blacked out?
Everywhere a rat now, better check the background
Better put the Jack down I think I had enough
Cause it ain't adding up, Obama got me mad as fuck
Live as cattle we the chattel ‘till we back as dust
We getting punk'd, gon’ pack it up, that's enough
[Chorus]
Just paranoid ol’ me
Bottles of water with the MREs
Locked and loaded, when the end gon’ be?
Pacing, patiently waiting for World War III
Just paranoid ol’ me
Bottles of water with the MREs
Locked and loaded, when the end gon’ be?
Pacing, patiently waiting for World War III
[Verse 2]
This your brain on me
A pinch of paranoia noise I’ma lay on beats
Dead president pressure, where the séance be?
Way off peace, think I need a day off week
Delay all sleep, it's two AM and where my mind at?
Malcolm X, I'm at the window with the blinds cracked
Might be next you never when you gon’ find cats
Kicking in your door where you been holed to get your spine clapped
Feeling like an adversary
While passing the police with packs that hairy I jacket carry
These motherfuckers cuff you for nothing
No acting scary dare you let ‘em jump to assumptions
Where the fuck the comeuppance
I just see a bunch of uppity Muppets, puppets to scum wrists
Duck kid and run shit, they busting they guns quick
The government son bitches come and you done with
[Chorus]
Just paranoid ol’ me
Bottles of water with the MREs
Locked and loaded, when the end gon’ be?
Pacing, patiently waiting for World War III
Just paranoid ol’ me
Bottles of water with the MREs
Locked and loaded, when the end gon’ be?
Pacing, patiently waiting for World War III
[Verse 3]
Our cities they are falling down
Ferguson in flames and Flint ain't got no water now
We on the corner getting slaughtered by the order hounds
All around we falling through the cracks, tip-toeing tryna find the solid ground
But we just fodder for the cows
When corporations control every thought behind our brows
Social media is free cause you and me we ain't the customers
No we the product, sell our customs to the hustlers
Sell our data to Feds
And facial recognition got our names up on our heads
Privacy it passed away afraid to say it's dead
Try and see a change and get them chains up on your legs
Our planet it is dying
While Republicans deny it and try to defy the science
Where the riots when the pious billionaires decide elections
What the fuck is next, it got me questioning and stressing
[Chorus]
Just paranoid ol’ me
Bottles of water with the MREs
Locked and loaded, when the end gon’ be?
Pacing, patiently waiting for World War III
Just paranoid ol’ me
Bottles of water with the MREs
Locked and loaded, when the end gon’ be?
Pacing patiently waiting for World War III
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7. |
Tower of Babel
05:14
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[Verse]
When shit hit the fan what side will you take?
Will you stand like a man or bow till you break?
When they call in the troops will you cower and shake?
Or will you get grip on your dick, middle finger flip, spit in they cowardly face
I'm glitch in the Matrix unplugged from the fakeness, here to give the government a facelift
Going apeshit, ham, bacon, but don't fuck with a pig or an agent
NSA got our phones on lock so I’m watching my talk man, hold that thought
Hold that Glock, cause they might send a drone to your home with a shot, blow a hole through your top
It's scolding it's hot, hell on Earth, got a boot to my neck and that tread gon’ hurt
But I'm still gon’ work, will subvert but when they come to get you man them shells come first
Questions last, your chest go blast, they gon’ dead your ass in red blood bath
I'm a threat on wax so when they come and get my ass they can't kill these blessed on tracks
Through my peace rest gon’ last you can bet on that
I'm a technocrat for the left off maps, shore up with Tor up, protect your Macs
Fact – pharma want all of us stressed all fat with cholesterol maxed
So that we ingest they crap, it's a trap man, can't stand when your damn clan out of breath so fast
Right arm got the X on tat as tribute to fallen soldiers
Got a pot of Folgers, wired I'm watching smoldering Rome burn as it topple over
When the power is out with no water in spouts and the dollar go south, you can wallow and pout
You can holler and shout but you’ll still be in squalor with cholera bouts, so best stock up get off your couch
‘Fore you're grabbing your hair and you scrambling, panicking, ripping the follicles out
Because you weren't prepared for the anarchy, police are clamoring, ripping down walls of your house
And they tracking your phone, so they knew you'd be home until four with a loaded four-four, so they hone on your dome
And they shoot you on site with the rifle in front your wife for just talking about
Changing the system, it's wicked, it' skewed and it's twisted, it's sick and it's putrid, it's hot
It's viscous so witness the brewing of missions to get to the roots of the plot
It’s hell, open your heart and tell me is this really the future you want?
‘Cause we on our way, if you think that I'm playing you missing the truth of it all
If we don't kill ourselves first we still cursed, the earth go Rambo for us
It's been a goddamn long time since man first ran in forests
With hands on bows and landing blows on man his foes and then those that ran on fours
But now is ran its course, we thought that we could handle more but now we dealing with a damaged orb
When the sea levels rise and we seeing eye to eye with storm tides the size we ain't had before
When we abandon shores and there water wars and we out of oil and we panic for it
You'll be confronting the truth - the government don't give a fuck about you, we just swarming hordes
The poorest of poor face the planet's horrors while the rich on a Stanford torus
Or maybe they stay, paraded away in armed guard gated estates to themselves saying they safe
Praying the day don't come when the anger and rage from the lay of the wasteland break in they space
You think your neighbor is tame, till his fate in the fray and he making his way to raise an AK to your face
Better stay in and wait for you filleted like a steak on a plate and pay attention to the radio waves, ugh
I hope you got HAM license, its priceless when the price of ice is twice what your life is
When typhus is striking ain't no white dressed side kick, ain't no doctor to fight it
When you hurting where the surgeon for precise slices, can you sight him to right this?
No time for the self righteous when you liable for survival in crisis
Troops in the street like move along while they beat a nigga noodle till he snoozing gone
When he oozing they lose him and move along cause they cause got brood to feed and they used as pawns
I'm hoping you don't lose an arm to some loser who cruising and boozing armed
‘Cause when the rule of law isn't a rule no more, many are losing their duty to do no harm
But why am I telling you this, this negative shit, cause we don’t gotta settle for it
We can still slip from the tentacle grip and the strings of Geppetto they ready to snip
But if we stay still, steady and sit and don't say zip we facing some incredible shit
As our planet get inhabitable quick, witness sinister men spit venom and tricks
When the climate migrant crisis reach its peak we gon’ let peace be deceased?
When the feat to beat is police complete with AI machine freaks that seek your heat?
When every iris on file and a virus release your deets for cheap to creeps?
What you gon’ then, bow down or stand up, sweep the streets and defeat and beast?
[Outro]
Either we stand as a people in peace or we fall like the Tower of Babel (ugh)
Either we stand as a people in peace or we fall like the Tower of Babel (ugh)
Either we stand as a people in peace or we fall like the Tower of Babel (ugh)
(fades out)
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MADic New York
MADic is a rapper & producer based in Brooklyn.
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