M.O.B.

You bathe in the blood sweat and tears of your offspring
You don´t like the way the world looks from your cockpit
You hold the leash and they choke in their collars
You´re selling each for a couple hundred dollars

They´ll grow to believe in a revolution
And you cannot stop the evolution
And you can´t wash their brains clean of all pollution
And you cannot find a peaceful solution

Well you know that you can´t turn shit into chocolate
But you had to try ´cause you´re nobody to fuck with
Well you say that you´ve done it and you say that you´ve been there
But to regain control you´ve got to kill the children

They´ll grow to believe in a revolution
And you cannot stop the evolution
And you can´t wash their brains clean of all pollution
And you cannot find a peaceful solution

All I need Is my M
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