The Division
(专辑: Generation Gaming IX - 2015)
It takes five days for society to break Starvation, hunger, violence and rape The
United States of America's dead of her epidemic yet again The
violin should play When you orchestrate and prepare an awful state of affairs is it fair To say that you paid to rob your own grave? With nature defaced, the
decay is ingrained You can't take the
truth 'til its straight in your face And it's too late to change it or take it away Fate is a
strange thing, we predicted the
happenings Straight after late capitalism But we didn't prepare For the
winter despair There was frost on the
glass We were lacking the
vision But for what little is left we need a
tactical vision And for that, we can thank The
Division [Chorus:] New York City Could it be more gritty? Money is the
root of all evil So when we fall farther it seems more fitting New York City Could it be more gritty? Money is the
root of all evil Would our dear forefathers weep or pity? Rewind Flash back for a
minute as we shoot back five days To black Friday New York, feel the
boom bap vibrate Street map is a
true rat like maze Open jail, flip the
gulag sideways Too late to glue cracks, view that crime rate Whole city's in a
2Pac mindstate Thugging at eachother to get food and hydrate Better get moving to that highway Come on, if you really wanna do that, why wait? Pack your bags, grab your shoes and migrate Cause a
dead president's a
dude that's irate For a
land built on dirty money It's absurdly funny That it's turning ugly But you know humans, we just keep running And we will, it is our will, and this is a
free country [Chorus] The
president says to do whatever it takes To tether the
threads and weather the
state Defend it against any tremors and quakes Hell or heaven could make My vector can spray Like a
rector can pray So I'll rectify lies, correct your mistakes You're treading a
fine line with steps that you take So you might find my bootprint etched in your face Yes siree, we do what's necessary Every discretionary decision is left up to me Definitely Stepping the
street With weapon ready To step in and cease The
spread of the
epidemic dead on its feet Second guessing whoever we meet We're a
second from our severed head and spines lying separately So I'm speaking to my team with techy telepathy If I
protect them They protect me [Chorus]