[Hook]
So you should pump this [bad word] like they do in the future

 [Verse 1]
Got a strain un-contained that could turn parade zombie
Walk with an army on me, stalked by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dot
These watching, plotting minions of the lower God scene [bad word] hawks abound, in the town of bullet dodging
I'm a [bad word] a hundred a mile before my coffee [bad word] little sick kid, the Gipper's hitting for dolo, now I'm rarified
Signal lit verified bossy [bad word] your droid noise, void boys' 'noid ploy
Oi oi, [bad word] kick the [bad word] out your groin, boy
Oi vey, the slayers of your harmony [bad word] life
Throat [bad word] your lucky day, the flight of a torn kite
Holy smokes, city blown to the bone the death server
Fit a Hertz with a burner, whip to the church of murder sermon
Just a Cassandra too drained to painfully word it further
 Future of a gerbil up [bad word] of [bad word]  that's my word up

 [Hook]

 [Verse 2]
Pump this [bad word]  In your floating whip system
Pump this [bad word]  In the bread line, the prison
Pump this [bad word]  From the chip under your wrist skin

(You are so [bad word] paranoid)

I am Sam, I am known to go H·A·M, the full [bad word] Playing taps on a keytar, in the Benz or the Beamer
Either, etherlicious or rebel yelling the theme of
 Son of forgotten freedom, rebel ¡Arriba 'riba!
Metal and man have melted, settle in to the FEMA, dreamer
 Your polluted house speaker, leader
Yes indeed a, dawn of the dirt and doom draws nearer
Here's a mirror mirror to peer, fear grows clearer
Steer a path away from the panic of our era
Pyramided ocular, unlided insignia
Weirder here's another burner born and big in ya
Sector, rectified and fly sound selector
I'm a [bad word] ill, trill, kill at will etc
 BK to the basic DNA math measurer
Better leave the lion alone do not pet him
He'll [bad word] start your burp hole, jet in burgundy pleather
Whoa

 [Hook]

[Bridge]
 Where harmony and love reign
 No longer do we live in a society bent on it's own [bad word]  Children of every race, creed and religion frolic through fields
 Of golden dandelions

Lil [bad word] That's some Camu [bad word] 
 [Verse 3]
Those who know, lust. [bad word]  the flow is disgust, touch
Producto back [bad word]  you'll notice the lad [bad word] I'm potent, intact, a black-hearted and lunged-up
Tarded and touched, plus designer of [bad word] Oh, El is back on that [bad word]  huh?
That Paincave Kid talk, at the end of the painbow, the permanant stain bop
Maligning my name will holy ark up your squad's face
Viewers of the divine rage learn to worship the hard way
You get it? I don't fade, just float where the poem slays
 At home with a roach hazed, alone or with hoes great
I called but got a tone: better boat out the borough posthaste