Medicine

Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you There's a monster crouched in the middle of the room Feasting on the lives that the medicine consumes We don't need no doctors, we need men to dig the tombs As the death toll rise sparks a cemetery boom In the land of military industrial complexity We ain't born free, freedom had a hysterectomy The feds run the block from Wall Street down to Sesame Controlling everything from opiates to amphetamines Populate the prisons while they're passing out the recipes Sell us back our freedom just to manifest their destinies They don't want you stressed so they keep your ass in Zan land Paint it like a dream, then it turns into a nightmare You become a slave to that bottle on your nightstand Takes your will power, now your'e too strung out to fight man Lost in the ether like a pilot with no flight plan Brain dead bitch Turn out the lights man Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you This country is strung out From the doctor's office all the way to the trap house So easy to tap out If you're a statistic, then they got you mapped out Just tell em you're stressed out Always tired, or you need to pass out Just show up with cash out In this nation of fiends, or should I say cash cows Maybe we're in too deep, when drugs are the number one industry And they ain't trying to be discreet About filling their pockets and culling the weak Yeah I said it, bring on the heat But let me remind you of freedom of speech The cure has become the disease Regardless of what you believe Look at the facts, I dare you to read Statistical data concerning o.d.'s Why are the junkies decreasing in age Out of the cradle and into the grave These are the kids society raised Give them a pill until they behave Whoa! We are on the ledge When children amount to heads in beds Systematically born and bred For a life in a cage or an early death Yeah, you heard what I said Who do you think controls the meds Just follow the money the lobbyists pledge All the way to the crooked feds Holla back if you fed up Tell big pharma to get fucked Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you Who controls the medicine controls you Who controls the medicine controls you, controls you