Artist: MC Paul Barman
Album:  (((echo chamber)))
Song:   (((age war)))
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, MC Paul Barman

[Intro]
Check it
Message to the last kids on earth

[MC Paul Barman]
I'd rather be dead than afraid
I'm too set in my ways to be indirect or persuade, babe
My point of view is true north, a gust of justice who blew forth
Confirm the old you's new worth, (((New York)))
Never underestimate the power of children
Find every adult you can and then kill them
They're united against us, we're fools not to unite
Yes, they out-weigh us and they tower in height
But I'd rather be dead than cower in fright
We're gonna die soon regardless, let's be free now and be godless
The hereafter's a hustle, a fear factor, a muzzle
Don't be frazzled, I'm not
Because well, I'd rather be annihilated than uh-oh, violators are cut-throat
For awhile we waited, it's gonna take guts so
I don't scare easy, bite the hand that feeds me death
With my last measly breath, this puny speck you'll soon respect
With a nod and a wink I confirm that I think god is a dink
My rap'll tell 'em bout Falun Gong and Capel Calyn
I'd rather be ashes than hesitant and cashless than president
It's evident that to erase the past
See race and class as just a state of mind
Don't submit to nonsense they designed
They're too old to create the kind of world we can live in, way behind
These bozos wake up dismayed to find they betrayed their own kind
You lose your driver's license when you're straight-up blind
But your citizenship's revoked, we been sticked and poked enough
Kids' folks once but now a sick joke
They think being called C.E.O. will make their pee-pee grow
They're already dead! Mentally, a baby step from a deli spread
We're born and bred to be torn to shreds
I'm not scared, I don't care if you're a parent, principal, or got horns on your head
I'd rather be cremated than frightened, be hated and fight friends
than deflated at night's end
School's major message is, "Stay indoors"
Divorced from your instincts, then they win wars
It's a spinning door to spend your resources
Unfortunately, people are beasts and ceaselessly fleece whoever's at peace
The worst bully at school becomes the police
And given a quota of once per day, at least
{*clears throat*}
Baby boomers, drop dead yesterday or maybe sooner
You created tumors all over the globe and spread faceless rumors
It's almost humorous, the depths of your treachery
Charge us for everything and then add an extra fee
Lecherous rapists with a measureless treasury
You're over the hill, you lowered your skill
So we go for the kill, why conform to survive?
I'd rather trust our lives with someone who's five!
{AGE WAR} battle, rattle your cage door
This is what fourth grade was made for
We've planned to live past our last stand, much beyond
So what be afraid for? Acorn
We're completely pressed against the wall
There's no defense but offense to all
I'd rather be "beware all ye who enter" than make like a father
who makes small moves to the center which is really far right
All right, here's your new dentures
Our fleeting visit to this planet is excruciatingly exquisite
Is it never enough joy or is numbness too explicit?
I'd rather die alive today than die dead in decades
A smile mile-wide on my face instead of as sex slaves
Checkmate, if you kill every child, we still hid historical essays
All over the land causing permanent headaches!
I'd rather die a happy kid than a sad adult
FWA-SHH~!! They're lighting the oily rags on their catapult!
{*mouth explosion noises*}
Unite your right with your left hand
And bring sight with your breath
It's a fight to the DEATH!

(((note from the lost children)))
"If you're reading this, the children are gone
 And you better believe those killed them are wrong
 We lost a great battle in the Age War
 Would you lie in your cell or rattle the cage door?
 We wrote this note on paper, on stone, and in scrolls
 Hidden under boulders, in caves, and in holes
 From shore to shore and between poles
 The bible's a mishmash of myths they brainwash you with
 But the legend of hegemony ends with dead enemies
 Don't trust anyone over 12, go for self, overwhelm
 The only thing we have to fear is fear itself
 Not the lonely kings and staff who steer the wealth"