The Hidden Persuaders (Nano Particulate Thermodynamic Atmospheric Warming) lyrics
by Payday Monsanto
'Ya muthaf*ckaz don't realize the apocalypse on? They gotta spray the skies, 'cause it's got to get warm. Open up their bloody eyes, take a look at the dawn, you're like a frog in the pot, about to cook in the storm. Electromagnetical pulses, brought to you by the identical vultures, who brought you the deceiving evening news, shoot your TV stop believin' them fools. (They liars) Who've trained you to trust them with your info, 'cause they can look at radar, and see the wind blow. But, they won't tеll you 'bout the strange trails, N-O, when all you got's to do, is look out your f*ckin' window. But, thеre ain't nothin' strange comin' from planes, it's been like that for 10 years, ain't nothin' changed. Except the incremental increase over time, they tinker with the weather, like they tinker with your mind. Now, you don't even notice miscarriages of justice, because your news team said "You can trust us." Even a small child would know they pervert you, "Hey, little girl! C'mere, I promise I won't hurt you." After your news, have fun with the drama. Oh, you like Wayne Gacy, Ted Bundy, & Dahmer? You like to get 'ya head filled, with sh*t that disturb 'ya? While they teach invalids, how to commit the perfect murder. (Tune in) Those still in the dark like to laugh, (laughs) not knowin' they've been brainwashed by psychopaths. (Do the math) Using a science that's been known for millenia, carefully crafted, precisely honed, to get into 'ya. Bombarded with garbage, retarded in a fashion, if Katie Couric didn't report it, it didn't happen. (Nope) That is the manner in which you have been conditioned, all I can do is say "f*ck you, you didn't listen"
Yo, man stop, please...
How you like it now? How you like it now? Huh? Huh? Huh?
I swear to god, I'm sorry...
Oh, I can tell you are...
[Gunshot]
To understand who's ruling your mind...
Look into psychiatry, and you'll find...
The home of the mental-raiders...
With a little help, from the hidden persuaders...
Who've changed the whole societal structure...
From individualism, to global culture...
A cold, calculating science, that steals the soul...
And, guides society toward their one world goal...
C'mon get chipped...
C'mon get chipped...
C'mon get chipped...
C'mon get chipped...
C'mon with the warm-up, get down with the get-down...
C'mon with the warm-up, get down with the get-down...
C'mon with the warm-up, get down with the get-down...
Snow's on the ground, settin' records every town...
C'mon with the warm-up, get down with the get-down...
C'mon with the warm-up, get down with the get-down...
C'mon with the warm-up, get down with the get-down...
Snow's on the ground, settin' records every town...