Halusa Nation (As The Crows Gather)

 
 

Yo, when I pass away 
Tell my family that I’m sad to say; 
All I can pass to them 
Are the last days of a vanishing race 

You can see me dancing, as the blood splatters 
And the humans scatter 
As all the fascists see the cash they gathered 
No longer matter 
Masses turn to ashes 
The world collapses 
And the crows gather 

Revolution on beats, empty stomachs, and bare feet 
As countries are pushed to war by major companies 
Yo, I’m running in, strapped with suicide bombs up to my chin 
Fuck the National Guard, I’m going straight for the King 

I’m on again, call the pigs for all my sins 
For all the ink I had to spit, for all the things I had to see 
Slavery, and the bravery in all those who favor peace 
Naked skin bruised by raging fists, and then slayed in the streets 

Ya’ll brain dead sheep 
Man, don’t believe the weekly news 
I refuse to live in a place with a pope from the Hitler Youth 
No truce, I’m after your daughter 
Shit, ya’ll act like you fucking forgot me like you did Mohammed Atta 

Ya’ll bastards can’t grasp with half of what matters 
This damn planet is run by the media and the bankers 
No hippie yapp, ‘cause that time’s gone by 
As bright blinding lights fills the entire sky 

No lies in the lines I write 
Norway got Yeltsin to put his finger on the button in 95’ 
‘Cause a human life is fucking worth like nothing to stars 
And that’s why people like Negroponte are still in charge 

The world’s falling apart 
Got the end marked on the calender 
As passengers are captured by aftermathic radicals 
Ya’ll laughable amateurs 
Forever ignored, just like the Hutu and Tutsi massacre 

When I pass away 
Tell my family that I’m sad to say;
All I can pass to them 
Are the last days of a vanishing race 

You can see me dancing, as the blood splatters 
And the humans scatter 
As all the fascists see the cash they gathered
No longer matter 
Masses turn to ashes 
The world collapses 
And the crows gather 

Yeah, I won’t stay, ‘cause I’ve grown so sick of this cold place 
Where Time Warner owns the right for you to sing happy birthday 

Ya’ll worthless 
Ya’ll have ceased to mean shit to me 
‘Cause all you ever had in your mind was power and victory 
It’s destiny, a tragedy for the rest to see 
The seven seas, boiling at a 170 degrees 

It fucking offends me to be silent, that’s why I always cuss 
While you’re crying under the table, with your fingers crossed 

And the lost cause of capitalism as a noble force 
When we both know IBM supported the Holocaust 
This ain’t a radical view 
This ain’t one side of the truth 
Who the fuck do you think made a system out of gassing Jews? 

You vile slime and crime against human rights 
Time after time, I try to make them choose the light 
Line after line, I write about the losing side 
Despite our fights our lives are still so deprived 
From real emotions, we embrace apathy 
With an everlasting need for more power, cash, and greed 
Facing mass defeat, as we’re down on our knees 
And I can hear the walls scream: Yo, they live and we sleep! 

Yo, when I pass away 
Tell my family that I’m sad to say;
All I can pass to them 
Are the last days of a vanishing race 

You can see me dancing, as the blood splatters
And the humans scatter 
As all the fascists see the cash they gathered 
No longer matter 
Masses turn to ashes 
The world collapses 
And the crows gather 

And I just love to spread them useless facts 
That H&M makes and sells Cuban hats 
Like putting blue contacts on a Nubian cat 
Don’t share the same views as the mass, but I’m used to that 

Always trying to back the abused and trapped 
Using my music tracks to shed some light on that crap 
Asking the state to dodge this:
How the fuck did you lose two billions of the military budget? 

And the only country that controls the use of the atom bombs 
Is the only fucking country that have used them at all 
Fueling my thoughts about the human cost of the useless in us 
They tell me to quit protesting, but I’m refusing to stop 

The last days 
Man made AIDS 
Neil Armstrong was not the first man in space 
Disgraced, as I gaze across this race of Caucasians 
As I’m faced with the sad ways of my nation 

I was raised in a hateful and racist system 
That’s responsible for enslaving and raping women 
Where the trademark interest is to be paid like a major business 
And my aching veins have reached their breaking limit 

Shaking, afraid of every wasted minute 
Under the ending reign of traitors, and brain dead leaders 
At the age of sickness, mayhem, and plagues of crickets 
Faith and wisdom, pagan religions, hate and victims 

When I pass away 
Tell my family that I’m sad to say; 
All I can pass to them 
Are the last days of a vanishing race 

You can see me dancing, as the blood splatters
And the humans scatter 
As all the fascists see the cash they gathered
No longer matter 
Masses turn to ashes 
The world collapses 
And the crows gather 

When I pass away 
Tell my family that I’m sad to say;
All I can pass to them 
Are the last days