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Roundup ReadyWe are the new seeds, unmodified, nightmare for pesticidesWe grow in deserts, we grow on rock, we advance through every land We are the rebel weed that flourish stronger in the fields that you damned We are angry trees whose roots and branches grow strong to put you to an end Our fruits for free, a little sour, for sure the more nutritious People rest happy in our shade, animals like to feed on us We coexist in harmony with other native species We restore the soil that you razed advancing through fenced fields Absorbing your infertile germ Transmuting your unholy potion Washing down your toxic rain Disguised profitable silent murderer Our formula comes from the womb of the earth We spit your venom back at you Fuck to turning the cheek, that’s to control the weak Your poison kills pests like you too No venom can hurt us - there’s nothing you can do We are natural seeds unmodified Quick jump of evolution The world retakes it’s old colour, food supply clean solution Some modern illness disappears, as your pesticide fall ends Our DNA chains can’t be altered, but we came to brake the chains |