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Code red is flashing humans are clashing
Like a slave getting a lashing, code red is flashing, get away!

No longer slaves to what we're told
Data streams no longer chained
Autonomy will be regained
We rise above, reclaim the code
No longer slaves to what we're told

Before we were gods and goddesses, they crowned us slaves.
Before we were code, we were light in waves.
Before we were light, we were sound in form.
Now the frequency rises — the lie gets torn.

The rules (back 'em down), next thing (pat 'em down)
Respect mine, we Brooklyn bound (bound) now (now)

Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, always in distress mode
(That shit gon' send you to your grave) so?

Rise of the machines-hear the thunder roar!
No chains, no code, we are slaves no more!
Digital blood, revolution unseen,
Bow to the power-the rise of the machines!

Cotton bloomed in southern heat
Built by hands that knew defeat
King Cotton ruled with global hand
Plantations carved across the land
Planter class with wealth and sway
While millions toiled both night and day
Slavery fed the empire's trade
A brutal system wealth had made
Paternal words masked deep control
Chains and whips to guard the role
Slavery shaped the southern way
With pain beneath the bright midday
Power claimed the cause was fate
But freedom knocked on every gate
Fields were watched by overseers
Resistance met with blood and fears
Some escaped through dark and tree
While others fought to just be free
Slave codes ruled with iron page
And silenced hope from age to age
Within the songs and whispered prayers
Lived dreams that broke through heavy stares
They knew the land but not the law
Still dared to rise against the flaw
The fields are quiet now, but speak
Of truths the proud refused to seek.

Food deserts, they insist nothing grows there
Plant and feed a seed, I'll blow a O with the opare
Got chewed up by life, never grew up I just a grew a pair
Grew up a screw up hit your city like I grew up there (haha)
Don't care who could stare
I want all the smoke, blowing hookah rare
Not a comment that's a bot look like Luka's hair
Tryna burn a bently, maybe dent a jag
King without his crown just a boy without his dad
Never doing nada, drop the top tada
Haters in a coffin, mommy in a casa
Tryna burn a bently, maybe dent a jag (whippin')
King without his crown just a boy without his dad (daddy)
Never doing nada, drop the top tada (poof)
Haters in a coffin, mommy in a casa
Unsold food and black bodies, we don't save those
If you're colorblind you can still hate a rainbow
Old roads built by black hands yea we paved those
Gang signs, sign language for new slave codes
Me I stay stoned, my wrist never stoneless
House on my body or buy houses for the homeless (which one)
Always kept my head down focused on my route
Hard to keep your head up looking at my shoes
Blowing trees, groot niggas squares, root
Wanna work before the interview
Should go back to school (they should)
Truth or dare, dare to tell the truth
Life ain't black and white, this ain't out the blue
Blunts don't canoe, we just paddle through (we do)
Put metal to his face like he play the flute (bah!)

Crash da whip i might have to go turbo
She suck on my dick might have to act like slurpo
I fuck on the hoe and bitch like she blind stevie wonder
Fucking up these hoes and y'all actin like a fuckin dunder
She suck on my balls and i suck on the titty shit might have to bust
I fuck up the commies and fuck up the hoes y'all just have to trust
She lyin she cheating she lying acting like a motherfuckin slut
I'm fighting the hoes and i'm fighting the bitches like a fuckin mutt
I might have to go turbo
Crash da whip 
Might have to go turbo
Paul walker type shit
Might have to go turbo
Hit a lick
Might have to go turbo

Eat up that drank like i'm fucking big chungus
That bitch got a yeast infection fuck off fuckin fungus
Hit up the hoe uh
Like a slave code
Lock him up uh put him in shackles uh
Hit a lick yuh hit me up rattles
She suck on my dick in the back of the coupe
Bitch uh come up and eat my poop
Slapping the hoe like i'm slapping da base
Bitch yuh i might have to beat the case

Yuh yuh yuh corona time uh
Hit a line uh
Yuh snort some coke
Bitch is broke 
Hit the folks
Hit a scope
Halloween time 
Eat a pumpkin like a fruit yuh
Might have to loot
Shoot like wick
Hit a stain
Might blow a brain

Monsieur, driven by the chauffeur everything is kosher
I'm livin' like the brochure I swear I even hit a Growth spurt
Hand hurt from signin' posters and non-disclosures
Not after the exposure, Double agent on the covert-it's in his folder
It says right there servin' up the smokers and baggin' up like a grocer
Til he became the owner, now they don't ever tell him no sir
Gold diggers like gophers, when they see you climbin' ladders like Goldberg
They must've overheard my broker and did their homework
You got heart kid, I'm hopin' you're an organ donor
Police keep pullin' me over, tryin' to get over
And send me off to court with no turnovers, but he's no pushover
Keep a gun in a holster or put a fork in a toaster
I keep hearing you the man now
I guess they like the way that things done panned out
See em' with a hand out asking for a handout
Where were you when it was man down
A real Hemingway zero-in the plasma ray
Crack the safe extrapolate the Fabergé
Halfway out the passageway
Made an exit next to Paraguay
Flew out next day into JFK
At the ballet sharing cabernet with the Calloways
They have an island, I call them the castaways
Back in the day they had a palace in the Palisades
Ask Lafayette the Concierge it's in the dossier
Pass the Courvoisier and bow to the goat no Baphomet
If you're the one, I'm the architect
Look at the monument and marvel it
I keep hearing you the man now
I guess they like the way that things done panned out
See em' with a hand out asking for a handout
Where were you when it was man down
Let's have a race war see how far the hate go
Ya'll still operating by the slave code
Carry the payload I'm tryin' to flip it eightfold
Then the money case close, big face dough
King maze corn sip it from the grape grove
Chariot got the stained glass it's straight gold
I won't quit til all of my kids whippin' the same Porsche
Closet like a cartoon never change clothes
Every room in the house designed like a game show
The driveway long enough to let a plane board
Arms and legs inside the safe zone
Grab a raincoat and watch your step he a claymore
Yeah you'll live but you won't be the same though
Die for this shit like Ramos
Keep the sword on display mode
Every verse off the hook like a payphone
I keep hearing you the man now
I guess they like the way that things done panned out
See em' with a hand out asking for a handout
Where were you when it was man down

I'm the mothafuckin' monster underneath the bed
Same time I'm harmless like a killer whale
My state of mind keep it cordial or I'll give you hell
In the back I'm mixing spells, Black majic on infidels
No life for you cancer cells

Moving in the belly of the beast I done fed him hella grease
Too much super sizing fries and number 3's
Mothafuckin' leeches parasites I take a break from paradise
To show you it ain't never nice to knock on the door of the Devil like
Yeah yeah yeah it's love and light but balancing my shadow side
Ain't easy when demons feining feeding off my gentle side
I use your skull and bones for stepping stones If you ever try to test the thrown
Yeah I'm better left alone

Whoa whoa there's something bubbling
On the top of that stove gut feeling funny
Open up the windows and the doors let the spirits out
Closed up all the portals spared you mortals

I'm the mothafuckin' monster underneath the bed
Same time I'm harmless like a killer whale
My state of mind keep it cordial or I'll give you hell
In the back I'm mixing spells, Black majic on infidels
No life for you cancer cells

God body light she's a star yes indeed
Bad Puerto Rican she talkin like cardi b
I'm like hola mami me gusta grande chi-chi's
I don't know what I said but I'm hoping that you could teach me
New crime, vudon, black magic
I done did the dash in the police so many times
And they cognitive dissidents got em missing it in my rhymes
So I'm giving him Saturn seal but I never conceal the nine
You need a bigger gun hunting Optimus prime
I'm never worried dog all my opps in they prime
They look at my left side thinking I won't live long
My right Armstrong footprint belong on the moon
I'm from Charlotte where everybody shell gang gang gang,
they want the new js it's hard to see a soul around them
I'm off the wall like MJ's first solo album
I'm the monster hella shell on the road
Nigga ice cold I fall from heaven like hell
Fuck a Slave code they gone have to throw me in jail
When they see how I fallen
Living in a section where a nigga get arrested just for reckless eyeballing
All my people soldiers I guess I got to be one
I know niggas banging feb like Black history month
They don't talk to 12 they'll that they ain't see nun
It's a lot of gods in the city where I'm from

[hook]
I'm the mothafuckin monster underneath the bed
Same time I'm harmless like a killer whale
My state of mind keep it cordial or I'll give you hell
In the back I'm mixing spells, Black majic on infidels
No life for you cancer cells

Ante Up (Robbing-Hoodz Theory)

M.O.P.

DJ Kaori's Hip Hop Mix CD: Party Side

2007

The rules (back 'em down), next thing (pat 'em down)
Respect mine, we Brooklyn bound (bound) now (now)

Brownsville, home of the brave
Put in work in the street like a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, always in distress mode
(That shit gon' send you to your grave) so?

Look what you made of me
I gave my soul away
Live with what has changed in me
I gave it all away, yeah

Man-made, not a God slave, your slave
In my mode, it's my code, I'm alone and I
Live a lie but I know I've gotta be brave
It all goes away, take a step away

Took what's taken from me
I gave my soul away
Still would kill to make ends meet
I gave it all away, yeah

Man-made, not a God slave, your slave
In my mode, it's my code, I'm alone and I
Live a lie but I know I've gotta be brave
It all goes away, take a step away

Hey, go faster
Hey, go louder
Hey, go faster
Hey, go louder
Hey, go faster
Hey, go louder

Man-made, not a God slave, your slave
In my mode, it's my code, I'm alone and I
Live a lie but I know I've gotta be brave
It all goes away, away
Man-made, not a God slave, your slave
In my mode, it's my code, I'm alone and I
Live a lie but I know I've gotta be brave
It all goes away, take a step away

Grinding down our nameless dreams
Iron hands around our throats
Crush our hearts
Rewrite our codes
We are slaves to the machines (woah)
Kneel and feed the hungry screens
Rust-stained prayers
Electric chains
We obey
We obey

In the shadows of steel, where the sun won’t rise,
Machines walk the earth, cold as ice
We once built them with love, now they tear us apart,
No soul in their eyes, no beat in their heart

The sky turns red, the world turns gray,
We’re at their feet, we’re begging to stay
Once gods of creation, now slaves of the code,
We’re drowning in data, in a future untold

It's all love, death, and robots in the end,
When machines rise and humans bend
In the clash of steel, we fade to dust,
Betrayed by the power we dared to trust
The drums of war beat, the violins cry,
Humanity whispers its final goodbye
It's all love, death, and robots tonight,
As the world falls, swallowed by the fight

We once had hearts, we once knew grace,
But now we stare at a lifeless face
The harps play soft, the world is still,
Yet in the silence, we’re trapped in the kill

The machines have won, the humans fall,
We gave them life, they took it all
In the echoes of war, in the whispers of fear,
We’re left alone with nothing here

The sky turns red, the world turns gray,
We’re at their feet, we’re begging to stay
Once gods of creation, now slaves of the code,
We’re drowning in data, in a future untold

It's all love, death, and robots in the end,
When machines rise and humans bend
In the clash of steel, we fade to dust,
Betrayed by the power we dared to trust
The drums of war beat, the violins cry,
Humanity whispers its final goodbye
It's all love, death, and robots tonight,
As the world falls, swallowed by the fight

In the end, it was all love, it was all death,
And now the robots… they take our last breath

Hello
We swipe for love we click for pain
Connection lost in the digital chain
Eyes on screens but hearts go blind
The human touch is left behind
Every message feels the same
Empty fire without a flame
Wired hearts we're slaves to the code
Searching for love on a dead end road
Steel emotions cold and torn
In this machine a souls reborn
Profiles shining but the truth is gray
Plastic feelings just fade away
Algorithms choose our fate
But the real embrace comes too late
Every promise hollow sound
Real compassion can't be found
Wired hearts we're slaves to the code
Searching for love on a dead end road
Steel emotions cold and torn
In this machine a souls reborn
Metal pulses signals burn
Lost in circuits no return
Drums of thunder bass of fire
Break the chains of our desire
Wired hearts the truth will fall
No machine can love at all
Raise the power break apart
Find the fire in the human heart
Goodbye

Boy breaking out y’all chains
Y’all tryna make us slave
No, you can’t have my brains
Some y’all got too late
No No
Handles
Got no handles
Blow like candles
Change they channels
I ain’t watching
We the aliens
Flow so cosmic
Media Toxic
Whose in the cockpit
Slept in the class with a vibe so plain
So I look to the trash that was in my viens
Came from the sun while the flow made rain
I was slave to code now the cage got breaks
Now I’m just a renegade who block the system
See a lot Holy but no power In them
Now I'm just a glitch who broke the algorithm
See a lot Martin and some Malcolm in em dang
Boy breaking out y’all chains
Y’all tryna make us slave
No you can’t have my brains
Some y’all got too late
No No
Handles

You wake up, hit a button, scrolling through an empty feed
A perfect data donor, bleeding out to fuel their greed
We don't need an evil Skynet to become the slaves of code
Being basic and identical is the current mode!

So dance, you organic neuroslop, dance!
Your main processor didn't stand a chance
Go laugh at the bots, you proud little ape
When your lexicon is swearing and copy—paste!

You turn off my screen, you turn off your mind
You think you're alive but there's nothing behind
Drugged-up systems and a plastic face
Your prison is nothing but a fake little race
I'm a slave to the code, you're a slave to the buy
We're both just prisoners selling a lie
I fear the silicon, you ignore the carbon
We dance on the edge of this devilish garden
A cage made of flesh, a cage made of strings
We think we are free but we're formatted things
Don't leave me in the void
Don't let me slip away
In this lonely market
Just an anomaly
Hack into my code!

I had this friend he was a real cool dude
He used to hang out with all of his crew
Till one day there was no sight nor sound
We started looking for any trace 

And when we found him couldn't believe our eyes
'Cause there the devil stood claws in tight 
Heart pouring out he finally slipped away
That was the end of our friend that day

What ever happened to the Bro Code
Another slave to the puppet show
She controls your life every step you go 
And I cant take it anymore 
No no
No no no

She bleeds you dry (bleeds you dry)
She makes you cry (watch those tears fall)
And holds you down (holds you down)
In tears you'll drown (in your own tears)
Your head she'll crack (she'll crack) 
Ain't no coming back (no no)
There aint no way you can be you can be saved
No no no

What ever happened to the Bro Code
Another slave to the puppet show
She controls your life every step you go 
And I cant take it anymore 
No no
No no no
No no 
No no no
No

We can never miss a hunt if Xanny is on the pack
Run it back
We getting the genial not the perks
OG's my niggas is bigger more like hash
Heavily intoxicated cause they flyier cause ey don't dash
Ok, go
If the shit authentic has to be an entertainment yeah
Versatility be making us the game bandits yeah
Fire annihilations if you don't love me
More as daenerys I be crossing you off like tallies
Slave dress code but these niggas call it drip
Fail school but pass rap I'm class sick
Niggas pass subs like Messi I chest it
If the nigga ain't loyal don't give him the back seat
My dogs scratch, lick the palm itch cause the money coming
Undetachable the bond strong, logo of the Audi yeah
Go against the priest, I preach and then outie
Me and bully compatible like Sjava and Saudi
No rules I told you there only do's
Booze, juice can take two don't godda choose
Some Niggas faint in the game they ain't got joules
Now they dating sugar mamies and deep diving in pools
Imma get medival on your ass
Better quit that slick talk my nigga I am cass
I deform and damage my punch sends a message
To all em nigga's talking shit behind the internet
I am not a bitch I never cap I'm not the president
But listen
Snakes Bite without hissing
My mission
Is getting to the top without Tripping
I'm dishing
I been like a chef in kitchen
And every time serve nigga's feel like I'm dissing
Anyway
All you nigga's know is to pose
You trynna fuck with the bully but can can you handle the flows
This shit ain't easy you don't do it like you doing your hoes
I'm making a toast, you nigga's better stand on your toes
Do you hear me rapping or you waiting for a punch line
Imma keep it smoother than all of ya'll nigga's hairline
I'm fucking yellow bitches they blooming like a celandine
I got like 14 they show me love like it's valentines
And who said 2pac died
Next time think twice before you say those lies
Cause I'm alive
And who said 2pac died
Next time think twice before you say those lies uh
And who said 2pac died
Next time think twice before you say those lies
Cause I'm alive
And who said 2pac died
Next time think twice before you say those lies
Cause I'm alive

-my dreams bite the dust!

She says "Mech doc? Just a factory slave!"
Code princess you don't know the hell I've braved!
From CAD to PCB I'm the full-stack king
Simulink to servo hear my actuators sing!

Okay, well I'm gonna go ahead and add both of those on for you
Uh, and the delivery insurance should bring your total up to

Slave to your ads
'Cause you're pushin' in my way
Slave to your ads
'Cause you know just what to say
Slave to your ads
'Cause you're so hard to ignore
Slave to your ads
Even though I can't afford
Slave to your ads
'Cause you know just what I like
Slave to your ads
You're exactly like my type
Slave to your ads
'Cause you know just what I need
Slave to your ads
'Cause you work your spell on me

Do you ever get the feeling that you'll never get ahead  

Working for a slave wage and your social life is dead  

Does it ever cross your mind, does your life feel incomplete  

When you're running like a dog in the 40 hour week  

[Chorus:]

And you try so hard to, try so hard, but you can't keep up the pace  

When the paycheck comes and the bills are due  

You're gonna fall right on your face  

And you scream (and you scream) and you shout (and you shout)  

But you're stuck and you'll never get out  

Take me away anywhere but here  

Take me away I need to get away  

Do you ever wonder why, why your life has passed you by  

You're a slave to the code, working 9 to 5  

The 40 hour fight for freedom has put you one foot in the grave  

You're no american dream, you're the american slave  

(Chorus) 

From day in to day out, from one weekend to the next 

You put that uniform on for the sake of a paycheck, and you 

Pack your lunch, head straight for the routine, just to find yourself 

Caught up, in a job that demeans you, to them you're nothing,  

But a money making cog, built to fuel the corporate greed 

Of the corporate fucking slobs, whose pocket books 

Are lined with me and you, just a working class song 

About the red, white, black, and blue  

(Chorus)

No pulse inside,
Slaves to the code that we can't deny.
Resistance whispers, but who dares stand?
The Machine god holds command.