Snitch Nation You're listening to us You're listen to us right now So we'll tell you right now We don't got no keys up in this house Put the guns down We're not building bombs in the basement To the NSA, say "Turn them fucking cameras on yourself." Mark of the beast in my pocket It's an invasion They built the cages They own the block They digitized the block And gave us bigger cages 3-D printed humans With sudo expressions Call it freedom Pale mothafuckaz In data collection centers Who can't tell if I'm kidding When I say I'm a overthrow the Government Put ice cream machines in place of ATMs And empty all the prisons They made us into spies Snitching on ourselves For the eater of time The co-opter of our souls We throw death threats at a dead world I've got everything to hide from folks like you Why you wanna watch me naked Screaming "Fuck the police" in my living room How you gonna stop me

From pissing on every electric fence You're invisible armies couldn't even find sand on a fucking beach

------- Line us up Shoot us all Family portraits taken from a satellite abroad So smile and wink up at the cameras For the snitches in the sky Google mapping all our bloody insides Microchip in my passport Got my WEP encrypted password So it still feels like I'm in a prison And a pig is searching in my asshole Freedom is a concept we will never know Every time I breath, every time I sleep I've seen the devil's face Drawn in ASCII patterns Plastered across the heavens Are binary masters On the planet God knows every path we're on Dammit omnipotent digital deities Listening to every word that we're speaking So every time that I scream "Fuck You" On a track there is a transcript on a computer in real-time Fuck you Better put a bullet in my head for me to trust you I'm an ant on a hill dodging magnifying glass reflections Still it's Fuck You ------- What you think We got all these eyes for All I see is secret agents Marching up and down my spine Trying to copywrite my DNA While I learn to walk We don't talk much any more Talk is dead, like privacy Toxic oceans are coming To swallow every city And when I'm gone I leave it all To the cockroaches But I can't forget the drones Can't forget the drones No I can't forget the drones Can't forget the drones No I can't forget the drones Can't forget the drones No I can't forget the drones Can't forget the drones No I can't forget the drones Can't forget the drones No I can't forget the drones Can't forget the drones -- Sole & Ceschi