Tom Macdonald “Cloned Rappers” Lyrics – ‘Don’t kill your foes, Just clone their Gods, then you’ll control all your enemies’

The Illuminati knows the answers.
Takin’ bone samples to clone rappers.
Put the artists in prison to silence their vision.
Genetic copies goin’ home after.
They look different, eyes shifted.
Smile missin’, skin lifted, it’s scientific.
If they can’t control you they erase the old you.
Get your duplication to enforce their message.

They cloned Gucci, cloned Kodiak.
Cloned Eminem, he ain’t rapped since Encore, know that.
Clonin’ rappers when they overdose.
To keep makin’ money from producin’ more tracks.
The game is a sham.
Turnin’ the artists who challenge to sacrificial lambs.
The labels and devils are shakin’ hands.
Creating our artists in labs.

The executions have been televised, oh.
They’re on TMZ like every night.
They take our heroes, give us weaponized clones.
The revolution won’t be televised.
I can’t be replicated.
Copy the attitude and the chains.
But no one will ever do me the same.
I can’t be replicated.
Try to control me then guess again.
Rebellion lives in my DNA.
I can’t be replicated.
Duplicated, imitated, fabricated, eliminated.
No, I can’t be replicated.
The system designed me to be a slave.
I’m the glitch in thei