Verse 1:
Things just ain’t the same, I’m anxious,
‘Cause Homeland Security’s a name I can’t trust,
Privacy invasion is a way that they stamp us,
No answers, they’re comin’ here to chain us in handcuffs,
Snap out of it, Yo! The shit is gettin’ crackin’,
Don’t be indifferent, but get pissed instead of laughin’,
Mind controlling chips are set to track things,
Don’t comply and sit and LET this happen,
They’re buggin’ laptops, to record you,
I know it sounds crazy, but maybe yours too,
They get off and watch you pop like cork screws,
It’d be like another WORLD war if only more knew,
Too many actin’ half blind, though they see it all,
They feed us all with bullshit because we eat it all,
You might ask why they lie and deceive us all,
And the answer to that? We were never free at all…


Hook:
They’re WATCHIN ALL DAY, YOU SAY I’M on one,
But then the people are lost, we got a problem,
They feed us nothing but lies, before we’re tortured,
Who’s all those men at my door? The new world order…


Verse 2:
Now, a lot of things have happened within the past year,
To create mad fear for those livin’ back here,
Believin’ all the bullshit, there’s whiplash near,
And now I’m seein’ more pussies than a frickin’ pap smear,
But bein’ labeled nuts is the COST of talkin’,
Against the government, with honest THOUGHTS and comments,
I say rest in peace to all the LOST and fallen,
But I know it’s ALL a plot, even the Boston Bombin’,
Locked up forever, can’t affORD to see ya,
40 G’S a hit, but 10 or MORE to free ya,
Makin’ up events and send the POOR to FEMA,
Now the stage is set to be like North KoREA,
The NSA would euthanize me,
Treat the innocent like villains and view your I.D.s,
Terminator 2 is the future I see,
Where the MAIN source of truth are losers like me…

(Back to hook)


Eric Snowden sound clip: "Because even if you're not doing anything wrong, you're being watched and recorded. And the... the storage capability of these systems increases every year" (Gunshot sound)


Verse 3:
Things just ain’t the same, it’s skanless,
I wear my sunglasses to face the cam’ras,
You think to yourself, that there’s no way that they’d plan this,
But chances are that they’ve been tracin’ your hand prints,
An economic downfall is hard to dodge,
Then frustrated men’ll grab a tech and start a mob,
Then civil unrest would spark, set apart from God,
As the government is steadily ready for martial law,
But even if this song’s dope as hell, no one’s listenin’,
With no one prepared for a life with NO dividends,
It’s YOUR door that 5-0 is kickin’ in,
‘Cause the U.S. declared war on its OWN citizens,
They’re takin’ out their guns, freedom’s not allowed,
The people gotta shout, but evil demons got ‘em down,
The feeble walk around and even scream an awful sound,
But I really gotta bounce, I can hear ‘em knockin’ now…

(Back to hook)


Outro:
Whispering "They're watchin" 3x