With Friends Like These​.​.​.

by Sky From D-squad

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Produced by Liberal Shimmering: liberalshimmering.bandcamp.com

Mixed/Mastered By Michael Beers of Central 8 Studios (Akron, Ohio):
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released September 22, 2015

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Track Name: It's Time
We living in the countdown
Everybody look round'
Nobody to offer help
9 to 5 reasons to kill yourself
As they move with military expansion
I collect ammunition like dust in haunted mansions
Honestly, in general
I wanna see some bullets, in generals
Ha! wicked war lords
You'd think they're selling soft drinks, with more poor (pour)
But nothing fizzy, dizzy from poverty
The sky net surveillance is watching me
And probably analyzing all my traits
But i'll make em tap out like wires to Watergate
My steady hand was built to hold a sniper scope
But i can't afford it yet, so i'm just jumping rope

Chorus:
Go go, keep forward
Charge, open the door
Let the light shine in, begin again
It's revolution time my friends
So go go, keep a steady march
From December til the end of March
Or even longer, press rewind
Yeah, it's revolution time

The beef'll never settle like a stomach full of Pepto
No, not til they let go
Squeezing the life from my people
Cause we act like Lemonheads, it's evil
I don't chew my food, i spit it at kings yo
Surrender? i don't think so
No, ain't no stopping me
Simply here to fulfill the prophecy
1 9 to the 1 3
Federal mutation, it must be
And my skill's rusty, but so is this hatchet
Beat a politician's face with it, while i'm laughing
Awake from your medicated coma
And realize a few guys claim they own ya
Modern plantation, but i'm here to free ya
We'll kick back when we kill the overseer, yeah!

Chorus:
Go go, keep forward
Charge, open the door
Let the light shine in, begin again
It's revolution time my friends
So go go, keep a steady march
From December til the end of March
Or even longer, press rewind
Yeah, it's revolution time
Track Name: Dead Ice Holes
Head in the dirt, face in the mud
Overseas, Soviet launch another scud
The sand in the hourglass drops fast
But not as fast as this liquor in my shot glass
Dead eyes, my human side is gone
Enter the age of the modern pawn
Mics get ripped like tax receipts
Hey populous, yo why you fast asleep?
Haven't ya heard? They fixed it
Everything, to be specific
So get your credit card, join the cavalry
Charge! like you should do your batteries
Running out of steam
Funny, cause that's what started this American dream
Industrial retribution
Built a prison with no solution

Whoooo! Somebody sound the alarm
City full of snakes they expect me to charm
I'd rather ride in a homicidal rage
Shooting everything on the center stage
Poison ivy drips from my mouth, yo
My eyes glow white like the slave master's house though
The threat level goes when i'm near a mic
Only got a left ear, cause i ain't hearing right
You said what? there's no point to it?
Heads or tails? the coin flew, and
I'll call it in the air like i'll call in this air strike
Paint the target, i'm on a "who the fuck cares?" flight
But this time, i won't make it home
Kamikaze bomber, alone
In the zone where the living and the dead
Share one Siamese head
(what he said?)

Going fishing in another dead ice hole
The power man shut off the lights, slow
Death. i be creeping
I be breaching
Internal security, it don't worry me
Gonna hit em with a fucking flurry G
Dispatch! Dispatch!
Crooked cops on the corner at last
When the beat comes in, we begin again
You could call it, you could call it sin
I call it, killing the ones that need it
Tyrants down, someone's bleeding

Judah, judah intruder
King Kong killed Buddha
Pass me the pacifist purple
I'm living, but don't deserve to
Because i haven't yet eradicated
All the evil ones, it's aggravating
I'm reaching for peace and change you dipshit
But losing my grip quick, and falling down the cliff, shit!
Someone throw me a life raft
Half the mass had flags at half mast
Stuck, like human evolution
When it comes to thinking of a positive solution
Drop the R in crash to see what caused it
All the skeletons in my closet
Are on my side with military machine guns
So watch your little swat team run
Ha!
Track Name: That Mission Shit
I'm flying over mountains in a jet ski
With the ghost of JFK sitting next to me
We're like gardeners the way we be plottin'
But no trees or shrubs, revolutionary topics
Won't stop til they're in the tar
I'll send shots, like a desperate dude at the bar
I got a car that runs off of cop's blood
Cooking up a corrosive chemical concoction
To fling in a pharaoh's face. if you try to chase, you'll be
Erased from the time and space archives of living history
My fist raised, it ain't funny
I keep swinging like it's 1920
FBI= Full Body Implosion
ADL= All Dead and Loathing
CIA= Cut Intricately, All that
I won't stop til all these evil acronyms fall back

Chorus:
Come on, yeah we on that mission shit
Answer: what the mission is?
Take it back, take it on, take it over
No sleeping, i'm a bulldozer
We on that mission shit
Late night, but what the mission is?
Take it back, take it over
No time to doze, here comes the fucking bulldozer

I see victory like they see us as energy
I see history rewritten as weaponry
It starts at home, how ya live
Before you raise a fist, raise your kids
Still, i got power tools pointed at my target
Black and Decker to your eye, i'm the drill sergeant
Get it? on that day that it surface
I'll blow TNT quicker than smokes when i'm nervous
And my purpose, earthless, is worthless
I curse this like elderly patients do their nurses
I'll make sure to get my place when we're running up
I'll reserve it like the federal bank that's fucking us
So hop out your white picket fences
Time to go out and cause some major offenses
Cryptic capital district with this cancer
If we're not headbutting, why the fuck i got antlers?
Answer!

Chorus:
Come on, yeah we on that mission shit
Answer: what the mission is?
Take it back, take it on, take it over
No sleeping, i'm a bulldozer
We on that mission shit
Late night, but what the mission is?
Take it back, take it over
No time to doze, here comes the fucking bulldozer
Track Name: Ridin'
You say that you can make change, yeah, that's what your after?
But you got no pull (pool) like a summer home in Alaska
Protesting? i've had enough of that
You should only use your picket signs as gun racks
Old man winter with a Rothschild signature
Teamed up with the other 12 bloodlines, now vinegar
Meets baking soda, over and out
The hands of time keep holding me down
I got a splitting headache, and speaking of splitting
Israel split away from Judah, now we're getting
To the root of Zionism, secret government control
They call it promised land, i call it land that they stole
My eyes are wide the fuck open, while they scoping
Little Palestine kids and your crooked docs doping
I claim no side on this world war 3 calamity
I'll be fighting on the side of humanity

Chorus:
We riding, we silent
Scope set on the tyrant
Analyzed many ways to put it down
But it always comes back the fuck around

Uncomfortable silence, land of tyrants
The secret door, steady hand i pried it
Open, like this investigation
Anything but your self's what you're always facing
Heavy work load, don't wanna mention it
Overloaded like a pistol with an extension clip
I'll be alive when they're dead
Cause we be getting screwed like a cap for your meds
Geneva convention, i'm seizing my pension
Loaded lugers, locking eyes with the beast that i mentioned
Unscrupulous truth is useless, my pair of troopers
Teaming up with Tasmanian paratroopers
And on this night, the light will outshine the dark
Illuminated by a bunch of muzzle sparks
Time's wasting, like father time not recycling
But until then, i'm a keep on fighting

Chorus:
We riding, we silent
Scope set on the tyrant
Analyzed many ways to put it down
But it always comes back the fuck around
Track Name: Making Me Itch
Yo don't eat the food, cause it's poison
Don't open the window, you'll let the noise in
Stay walking like someone's after ya
The sting of the alarm clock's smacking ya
I'm a gear, a gear in the machinery
Why's the "what's it all mean?" question mean to me?
Every now and then we get a 2 week break
But lately, i'm feeling too weak, break
Me off a piece of that sweet old payday
The schedule hit like melee, and i may lay
For a moment but my brain's on a treadmill
Feeling alive but wish i was dead, still
I seen the other side where they got their weaponry
Seen the dreams where they're beheading me
But lost the courage to fight back, it's true
Every since they started putting medicine in the food

Yo Mussolini, man, this is warp drive
My flash bangs are stored on a flash drive
Think positive, keep your chin up
Easier for me to land an uppercut
No progress, it's done in vain
So fuck it, buy a bag and inject in your veins
Slow dope, talking to the pope
He told me quantum cavalry and kerosene can cope
With anything. keep it on the shelf
Burning up slow and i'm talking to myself
Hard to connect on this handshake
I drunk so much coffee, my fucking hands shake
There's a million building weaponry
And that's just my split personalities next to me
Describe their music and how they roll?
Well they got no soul and they got no soul
Track Name: Sentiment Scented Mints
They'll say you're wrong if you know your rights
That's quite a contradiction, right?
But i never fear, i never panic
Lately been feeling like i'm floating around on Xanax
Calm, serene, i'm saying
Clear headed like i got a crystal for a brain
We'll outmaneuver and shoot ya if you go against
Turn the wickedest marine, weaponless
This exodus begins right now
Copper at the laundromat, throw in the towel
Cause you fuckers will surrender, i'm the Sir ender
Your citadel's surrounded so drop the agenda

Plasma rifles for my disciples
Start shooting at your feet, make ya move like Michael
They're upper class like they're learning on the rooftop
Easy access for my autonomous nuke drop
My fireball eyes'll met your igloo
You could be a treasure chest, i wouldn't dig you
You creepy motherfuckers, my people are angry
You're a nerd giving high fives, we'll leave ya hanging
From a balcony for all the town to see
Welcome to my twisted art gallery
You gave us paper and stole all the gold
You locked the doors and left us in the cold
You executed our leaders who tried to stop ya
So you started up this revolution rock opera
So i guess you brought about your own demise
I won't be satisfied til i see the look in your eyes
Of fear and desperation
Black or white, we all want reparations
I sharpen blades quicker than my IQ
Study and observe all the shit we've been through
In these dark days, i'm in a dark daze
Smoking pitch black weed, studying shark ways
To rip apart flesh i never second guess it
The pressure's on, i don't plan to lessen
We'll storm the streets like a tornado
And won't stop til i've torn Nato
And the United Nations into itty bitty pieces
Suddenly sharp fangs develop where my teeth is
No more hide and seek! we'll call you out and cut your head off
Got a box of bombs i've been waiting to set off