Deathrace

Deadlock

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    driving a truck was always my dream,
    king of the road letting off steam
    follow me while i check the truckload
    call me the master of life and death

    join the deathrace - come on

    hear their excited groaning which turns to painful screams
    when i start my powerful engine.

    I am the king of the road
    with my moribund load
    their tourment, pain and fear
    makes me drive in top gear

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    where is the fucking difference between a living load and normal cargo,
    arriving on schedule means getting paid punctually

    don`t blame me for being one of the first parts of mankinds insane catering monstrosity
    i just laugh about these pseudo guardian angels that think they could change our world.

    if they could what should they pray for?
    dying in my truck on the road or in the abbatoir
    the ones condemned to death have not a single chance to win this race

    cattle crossing! keep silent!
    man fated to be tyrant!
    no mercy, no barrier
    express cattle carrier

    look at the peak of evolution the food chain leader
    looking like the freight that he's chauffeuring to eat up
    aint that some wack shit rolling to the shambles
    acting as a cab bitch slaying loads of animals
    imagine yall was cannibals & mankind the cattle dude
    locked up in a box small enough to get in rampage mood
    i fucking disagree with the price & fee
    that these beings have got to pay so we can feast & fucking eat
    i'm one with all fauna the animal persona
    raw & distinctive the beast master warned yall
    keep roughhousing & I will be the karma
    for acting too supreme make me have to armour up
    testing chemicals & genocide to foreign species
    acts of our society so sick son believe me
    we got to keep it real how the fuck would it feel
    locked all yaw life behind rolling bars of steel

    heres a story about this man in a slaughter house
    took me on tour and showed me all his whereabouts
    and in my lurking doubts
    he starts to light a cigarette and starts drinking on a genuisstot,
    you greenpeace fools we handle your food
    and if you like fast food
    heres some examples for you,
    livestock cows in dead, destroyed milk they use burger king meat
    what they feed to the streets, no time to negotiate,
    blood fills there death, when there alive when they breathe they lungs aspirate,
    you like veil, this will spoil your meal,
    the baby confined to no light and food and that's real,
    respect for islam for eating no swine , heres some waist pits we use to feed them there time to time,
    he expressed no pain for 4 weeks pain a cut in the juggler-vain is something o cant explain

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