12. Run Your Mouth feat. PLEX

“You cats keep beating up your chops, I outta turn you over to the cops, but dig this speel I’m gonna lay on you ‘kay? Don’t cop your broom, park the body and wait…”


[break]
Talk, talky, talk, talk, blah, blah, blah, blah
blah…blah…blah…blather.
Chicken hawks squawk to me, like they’re my
fa…fa…fa…father,
saying ‘trust me please.’ Ha, ha,
ha…ha…ha…ha sir.
Sorry I’m no sheep, so I won’t
baa…baa…baa…bother.


[Toth]
You politricians run your mouth like you’re
full of wisdom, but your business is in building prisons.
That’s a hell of a vision, but I’m not really into
selling attrition or other fibs on the television.

I want change like the Fountain of Youth,
but all based on a mountain of truth.
The People maintain thousands of views
different from you, and what you spout isn’t true,

it’s just lies and propaganda.
I feel my temperature rise at all the slander.
TV news has a true lack of candor, and
if they’re the goose, I’d Dan Rather trade ‘em for the gander.

I prefer information online,
DemocracyNOW and all the time.
Watch FOX, why? It’s all lies,
Every pundit is an agent, they’re all spies.


“You run your mouth, and I run my business brother…”

Signed to the few, John Q. Fuckyou


[PLEX]
I’m about my busy now, ship it and get it out is my style,
work, work ‘til the jerks disperse and your neck hurts,
cause I’m just having fun, you’re just popping lips, talking
squished cheap racket, packing only empty clips.

My tongue’s a gun that’s fully equipped, but I pull
out my heat only when I need to, you’re see thru, we can
read you, every thought you have is verbalized. You need to
increase your intake, meditate, open your eyes.

You got opinions? I gotta fulfill some visions.
You criticize the system that I’m fighting. Get enlightened.
My motto’s ‘keep creating, keep moving, never stopping.’
If you’re half-stepping, get the coffin.

Keep talking, it’s a wonder that you breathe oxygen,
‘gift of gab,’ but I wish you’d give the gift back.
I eclipse the jabber with substance and matter,
erect architecture, plan and execute a pattern.

You’ll probably still be yapping when we land on Saturn.
Think you got some insight? We writing the next chapter,
after effects of me exposing my soul,
on joints is points that’ll have you shutting your pie hole.

[break]


“Forget the politicians. Politicians are there to give you the idea that you have ‘freedom of choice.’ You don’t. You have no choice. You have owners. They own you. They own everything. They own all the important land. They own and control the corporations. They’ve long since bought and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the State Houses, the City Halls. They got the judges in their back pockets, and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all the information you get to hear. They got you by the balls. They spend billions of dollars every year, lobbying to get what they want. Well, we know what they want. They want more for themselves, and less for everybody else. It’s a big club, and you ain’t in it…you and I are not in the big club. The table is tilted folks. The game is rigged, and nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care. It’s called the ‘American Dream,’ but you have to be asleep to believe it.”

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