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ghost boi

Listen close, turn up up the radio, it starts with Waco
To see the truth in front of you, you don't have to be Plato
They lie and put on a great show, they're Conseco
But they know, they walk a thin line, don't have no halos
Just ask David Chipman, a devil in disguise
Out here pedaling the lies, I would never be surprised
Eighty two lives, but never answered for his crimes
Why, false equivalence, ambivalence, sensationalize
Could've arrested Koresh, but they chose to make a spectacle
We all know that they just wanted dough, it's reprehensible
A reason for more funding and control, indefensible
Sorry Joe, you're fucking with the Ghost, my flows aren't susceptible
Chipman hiding behind diffusion of responsibilities
But the people hold you accountable for all your villainy
Director of the ATF, you've got to be kidding me
Should be in jail for life, you stain on American history

Fuck the ATF, you can save your breath
They're just chasing checks, don't care who they affect
Sell their soul for less than a bag of Raisinets
Man of blood and flesh, constitution in my chest
The people have the power, we don't need your algorithm (x2)
The scale is out of balance, time that we take back the system
Bringing you more facts than a fucking mathematician

They try to jam the signal and do everything to distort it
But I would never forfeit, we are always here in orbit
All you've done was go and strike a nest full of hornets
It's funny, they talk about saving lives while sitting on a pile of corpses
They want us unarmed, when they're the ones who bringing harm
Think this Minority Report, telling lies and spinning yarns
But I see through the tyranny, so I'm ringing the alarm
Want to control us like a farm, fuck it, I'm burning the barn
I pledged an oath and I'll keep it, spreading out these blueprints
I want justice, equality and arms for my fellow humans
So sorry Gary Busey Chipman, you're a criminal and nuisance
Good always prevails, so we will find a way and solutions
Sow division, but I'm here to overthrow the fiction
You murdered children, thought we forgot, should go to prison
All they care about is money, they don't hold convictions
Please go donate to the Firearms Policy Coalition

Fuck the ATF, you can save your breath
They're just chasing checks, don't care who they affect
Sell their soul for less than a bag of Raisinets
Man of blood and flesh, constitution in my chest
The people have the power, we don't need your algorithm (x2)
The scale is out of balance, time that we take back the system
Bringing you more facts than a fucking mathematician

A.F.T. - Algorithm For Truth

Ghost Boi