{Hey... Hey... Hey... You wanna get
up outta the street and get out of
the way? Damnn...
This place is like zombie land} >>>

Kensington Ave, Skid Row.
Dope Slope, Seattle.
Las Vegas Tunnels.

Tenderloin, San Francisco.
Wood Street, Oakland.
From San Luis Obispo to the
Shanghai Tunnels in Portland, Oregon.

The subways of New York,
To the shores of San Diego.
The island sands of Waikiki,
to the ghettos in Chicago.

What was once a land of beauty
is now a toxic battlefield.
One hundred years of government
mutiny, and billions of people killed.

Alcohol bottles and drug paraphernalia
litter the city streets.
Addicts looking for their fix,
Pulling tricks for something to eat.
The smell of death and human waste,
can make the strongest stomach turn.
One last breath, one last taste...
One last hussle, One last burn.

Infected... Rejected...
A drug of choice selected.
Neglected, affected by the
evil that's expected.

Politicians reelected, connected
to the King.
Controlled oppositions, redirected
Information string.

We'll see what evil brings as we
reassign the same criminal minds.
It's all by grand design, how they
manipulate the mind.

There's no money in healthy citizens
that are too smart for government shams.
This funny money business is just
another New World Order scam.

The Hollywood glam that's destroying
the fam...
Disney and Netflix. Universal's Def Jam.
Unprotected sex. Death in a gram of dope.
Getting caught up in a mix of giving up hope.

{Chorus}

The New World Order comes in stages.
First comes Desensitization.
Trap their minds in proverbial cages.
wage an attack on each generation.
Change the book, corrupt the pages.
Go forward with the operation.
Trans humanism is the latest rage in
This Age of this Obamanation.

~

We need more revenue to pay off
who we owe.
Kill them quick, brand their children,
steal their money, tag their toe.

We gotta do it quick though, while
the masses look the other way.
Hypnotize them with the show we
put on for them everyday.

The runaways and the poor will be
used for our experiments.
A portrayed illusion that they choose
who runs these governments.

The land of opportunity, now a
land of no appeal.
One hundred years of creating
a dream that isn't real.

propylene glycol and Big Pharmakia...
The final stages are almost complete.
Derelicts cooking up more bacteria,
Some get sick from rancid meat.
The smell of meth, and fentanyl
is the smell of a nation that failed.
One more born, A thousand more fall
by the hands of the ones behind the veil.

I expect they'll be protected...
They'll remain unaffected.
No evidence collected even
though they are suspected.

Decisions and plans erected,
projecting even more suffering.
Switch up their positions, when
they're caught lying and cheating.

No one who succeeds will ever
turn against the blood that binds.
Sign there on the bottom line, it's
just a drop, you're doing fine.

There's money in killing these simpletons,
apart from making them corporate slaves.
It's funny to us, stripping their innocence...
We'll give them the death that they crave.

The new normal man... Keep your head in
the sand.
It's all the same to me, these pricks just
don't give a damn.
Misery loves company, and it don't come
off with soap.
Ten thousand politicians suddenly
swinging from rope.

{Chorus}

The New World Order comes in stages.
First comes Desensitization.
Trap their minds in proverbial cages.
wage an attack on each generation.
Change the book, corrupt the pages.
Go forward with the operation.
Trans humanism is the latest rage in
This Age of Obamanation.

At our border there's a war that rages.
Thanks to the Biden administration.
Encouraging godless new age sages...
Perverting the interpretation.
It doesn't matter, I know what time it is.
I won't have any association.
The devil can leggo of what is not his.
I will not engage with this Obamanation.

~

Written by: Michael W. Taylor
January 5th. 2023 ©

© Michael W. Taylor