Vinnie Paz - Man Made Ways lyrics

"And we fight for you know we
Are right we must strike
At the lies that'll spread like
Disease to our minds"

It's mind control, they stolen my mind

I used to have the mind of
A revolutionary now it’s dead
Cause the Devil got these images
That’s dancing in my head
If I don’t take these pills then
I can’t get out of bed
And I gotta pay the bills so
I gotta take my meds
That’s what the voice says
It was never there before
It was another voice that’s telling
Me you’re a father, you’re a husband
The argument is hard to win
It leads to more discussion
Every other thought is rushing like
It’s fucking water busting
I’ve been sleeping with the TV
Cause, I left it on pass out from the Xani
Bars licking chicken szechuan
Broken fingers figure shit I think
It must’ve kept em gone
Otherwise I’m like a ticking
Effin bomb weapon drawn
Pace around the floor freaking every
Creak I’m stepping on
Thought I heard the cops coming no
I must’ve guessed it wrong
Flip the stations all around
Nothing but deception on
I don’t know what’s real or not
Hear I’m planning methadone

Look I’ve never been mistaken
For the social type
Overnight mix and match meds and
Get the potion right
Name it I take it I took it I
Baked it cooked it and ate it
Like God made it till I’m crooked
Psycho pharmaceuticals rebooted my brain
My death is stained by whatever’s fun
The proof in my veins
So when I took it I stare at my
Reflection like it’s throwing threats
In my direction
Now I look at life and cope like any addict
Might be an addict by candlelight
Every shade drawn
Every day’s dawn good and gone as I write
You can bet it’s like street corner hustling
FDA muscle in funnelling cash
Into new epidemics
They usher in mass produced pain
Paranoia that they mask with
Their lawyers and brass
Next stop poisonous gas
Chill the citizen’s strain
Chain smoke stacks burn us to ash

We living in them days of the manmade ways
They brainwashing us, it’s America’s plan
I’m about to rebel
We all slaves in the system
We’re dying over money and relying
On religion

Yeah, I used to have the mind
Of a revolutionary but it’s gone
I’m dishevelled, I’m a rebel
I’m a devil with a bomb
As I settle every motherfucking
Ghetto has a song put the metal to my temple
When I wrestle with Saddam
Yeah you see the mind
Control divide your soul
I rhymed it though in ‘94 but no
Y’all ain’t listened to anything
I was telling y’all
About the biochip inside you
And impending war i run over you fucking
Devils like I’m Mendenhall
Overseas they dying young, they sending y’all
The cash system is dead
Y’all just pretend to ball
Glocks and clips, apocalypse repent or fall
Do y’all believe in the birth of a nation?
I call it control
They call it coercive persuasion
Yeah all of them serpents of Satan
I’mma build a bomb shelter
Only let the persons of faith in