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thought, that all in her had died But ONE part was still alive... So they couldn't hear The silent scream As they connected her on this life-machine
look outside Submarines and flying machines and fella's you know And signs that say we should've nuked you a long time ago Help Me See those war machines
[50 Cent] I wanna be the reason you smile after you wipe ya tears The reason you have the courage to confront ya fears The reason there's two karats in
the time you were holdin' three queens And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean Like in the middle of Life magazine Bouncin' around a pinball machine
Warrior Despair, eh Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya This Spear, hey Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, Man a Masai Warrior Despair, eh Fear
that there never was a Holocaust You think that history will leave the memory lost Another Hitler using fear to control You're gonna fail this time for
learn from our past Living in fear Living in fear I can't tell you no lies Living in fear Living in fear I smell the fear that rains inside The thought
's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist It's just twenty percent skill Eighty percent fear
only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist This is twenty percent skill Eighty percent fear
bleed bargains, pardoned. I made this machine, and every rusty cock thats in it, and gave you the dreams, just wait a cotton pickin' minute. The time, the time
the falling rain Never see my friends again In the smoke, in the mud and lead Smell the fear and the feeling of dread Soon be time to go over the
ya schemin stop dreamin',i leave ya body steamin niggas is feenin, whats the meanin i'm leanin on any nigga intervenin with the sound of my money machine
or so ago I saw him run into the night And on his face, more than a trace Of wild fear in the eye He was haunted by a tragic dream Of people in death machines
Oh yeah Progress flys, into our lives Got to find time, find time Talk digit talk You're doin' find Machines never mind They never mind [Chorus:] Out
by the stench of fear Part demonic part machine Hungry and it's time to feed Iron claws and fangs of steel Dripping from his tasty meal Now it's time
