Senser - Switch lyrics

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Senser - Switch lyrics

Well you better step to any sh** we're feedin' ya, 'cause you know we ain't needin' ya. Expendable? You're about to get it. (Don't fall too deep down, don't fall) I'm coming back, coming back from the funky funky ba** stack what you see is what you get and all I know is what I jack shake your money maker, shake your money maker maker now give me a couple of minutes and I'll show you all exactly how Soon there won't be no money to make, no lies to fake. If you can't set it straight well then you can't relate the lies you swallow to rules you follow the words so hollow so see you tomorrow full of sorrow. You're gonna say how did it ever get this far when all I ever wanted was a house and a car. Now Moma's in the backroom serving up rocks, Daddy's in Wandsworth sitting in a box. 3.1 Listen to the click of the steel as it locks. The real enemies are in the corporate office blocks. so 1 2, 3 to 2, 3 to 2, 1 the wheels are set in motion and the job's getting done. Time to make the switch, make a switch y'all So step to me when it hits ya Time to make the switch, make a switch y'all Come to put ya in the picture Time to make the switch, make a switch y'all So step to me when it hits ya Time to make the switch, make a switch y'all Come to put ya in the picture now. Breaking 'em, breaking 'em down breaking our people down. Our leader's a clown, [[3.2] he's trying to swim but he's gonna drown so hear the sound. Time to disarm, this ain't no false alarm doing harm. guns dance into a d**h-trance like a snake charm. One after another they stand on the corner but I won't pack a gat just like that 'cause I don't wanna be part of the problem, think the solution, words of revolution to me are still sonic pollution. Tried to make me out to be something I never was never would be because reality over us hangs like a black cloud, sickens, and when you stare for a second you're stricken you cry man, the signs are simple and plain so play it again drifting in the last domain. When all the gun-talk sh** that you wrote it don't float it sinks to the bottom like a f**ed up boat. And me and my posse we got a spirit and no soft puppet can ever put a limit in it So 1 2, 3 to 2, 3 to 2, 1 The wheels are still in motion and the job's getting done. Pump, pump it up, y'all

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