Makinarya - KOLATERAL, Cálix, BLKD

Mga anak, salamat sa lahat

Lalo na sa pag-papatakbo ng alamat (pakagat)

Kontra droga ang pamagat

Kamaong naka-ngarat ang pabalat

Para sa kaayusan, para sa kaunlaran

Para sa kapayapaan, ano ba naman ang kamatayan?

(ng mga salot na lango)

Kayo nang bahala kung paano ang galaw

Matayog ang pangako, mababa ang tanaw

Tira lang ng tira 'gang walang matira

Bubusalan ang mga mag bibida

Bala ang batas, bala ang pitaka

Bala ang balitang di makilala

Ito’y digmaan, ito ang pasinaya

Mga anak, kayo ang makinarya!

At sa pag supil ng mga salot ng lipunan

Wag nang alalahanin ang kanilang karapatan

Ang aking salita ang siyang magiging armas

Ang aking salita ang siyang magiging batas

Aking mga anak, ipalaganap nyo ang utos ko

Wag kayo matakot na malunod sa dugo

Ang aking salita ang siyang magiging armas

Sa aking salita, walang makakaligtas

Mga bilin ni tatay, himayin

Isalin at ibatay sa mga sasaklawin

Ng bawat kagawaran, komisyon, at ahensya

Nang magka-alaman ng hatian ng ebidensya

Este pwersa

Gawing reso, gawing memo, gawing utos

Clearing operations na hanggang maubos

Anong punto, bulto-bulto lang ng puntos

May kita, este quota, at may panustos

Isasabuhay, mga salitang pumapaslang

Nakatago sa mata ng publiko ang makinarya ng pagtokhang

Sa pag putok ng bariles tutugisin ang mamayan

Di nila kailangan na malaman ang dahilan

Basta ba’t barilin nyo nalang

Adik, adik, basta nasa listahan automatic ay adik

Isinulat ng mga nagmamasid

Ignorante man o ganid

Importante ang pulis may target

Mabisang mata

Kapitbahay na binitawan na ang kanyang moralidad

Ginagamit na sila para ilag-lag

Ang kapwa sila-sila na nagtuturaan

Nag papalakas kay itay, kaya damihan nyong pumatay

Coordinate, bago ma-terminate, gawing baranggay ng bangkay

Droga ang kalaban, pero tiyakin ang baril sa tao nakatutok

Dobol Barrel, sa bawat patak ng dugo, kapalit ay piso

Isasabuhay, mga salitang pumapaslang

Nakatago sa mata ng publiko ang makinarya ng pagtokhang

Sa pag putok ng bariles tutugisin ang mamayan

Di nila kailangan na malaman ang dahilan

Basta ba’t barilin nyo nalang

Memorandum Circular

Hudiyat ng aming pag galaw

Hahalug-hugin ang bawat sulok

Kahit na mag-tago'y lilitaw

Kalyeng madilim, malagim, di pansin

Ng mga nasa listahan na sila’y papaslangin

Parte ng mga kotang tatapusin

Palengke man o burol

Bilyaran, sementeryo

Gamit ang matang nagmamasid

Markado na agad ang mga ulo

Si kap ay nasabihan na

Wala nang pwedeng umalma

Target napalibutan na

Mga baril naka kasa

Sir may posibleng saksi

Mga anak at kanyang misis

Ano nga ba protocol natin

Wala naman sila sa drug watch list?

Wag mo na intindihan yan

Trabaho mo’y gawin mo nalang

Di mo ikaka-asenso

Saka wala silang bilang

Pinasok na ang bahay at ginapos na lahat ng pwedeng witness

Mukha ng target ay nasa sahig (siya ba yan?), baril ang paglilitis

Pumapalag pa siya’t tinatanggi ang pagiging adik

Taintim na nag-mamakaawa

«Sir, di naman ako-»

My children, I am grateful to you

For keeping my legend alive

(for believing)

With the Drug War as my brand

And my label of a closed fist hand

In the name of order, in the name of progress

In the name of peace

Death is a small price to pay

(the death of vermin)

I’ll leave you to do the the dirty work

Of my grand promises and narrow vision

Shoot them all until no one is left

Silence anyone who complains

The bullet is the law, the bullet is the state budget

The bullet is the news no one will recognize

This is war, this is the spectacle

My children, you are the machine!

To rid us of society’s unwanted

Disabuse them all of their rights

My orders will be your weapons

My orders will be the law

My children, spread my word far and wide

Do not be afraid to drown in blood

My orders will be your weapons

With my orders, no one is safe

We have to make sense of Father’s orders

Translate and apply it for all citizens

For the departments, commissions, and agencies

To determine the division of evidence

Sorry, I mean, force

We’ll churn out resolutions, memorandums, and marching orders

Clearing operations until they’re all dead

Each victim adds to our body count

To meet profits, I mean quotas, and bribes

To enforce the order to kill

Hide the machinery of Tokhang from the public’s eye

Keep the people in the cross hairs

They won’t need a reason

If you shoot them down

Addict, addict, if they’re on the list

They’re automatically addicts

Put there by watchful eyes

That could be ignorant or greedy

As long as the police have their targets

The ever watchful eyes

Of neighbors that gave up their humanity

Are cogs and gears

As they snitch on each other

To please our Father, deliver the dead in numbers

Coordinate before we terminate

Fill the neighborhoods with bodies

Drugs are the enemy but set your sights on the people

Double Barrel, every drop of blood has a price

To enforce the order to kill

Hide the machinery of Tokhang from the public’s eye

Keep the people in the cross hairs

They won’t need a reason

If you shoot them down

To enforce the order to kill

The Memorandum Circular

Is the cue to our operations

To sweep through street corners

And surface anyone suspicious

Dark and doomed alleyways keep their secrets

Everyone on the list will get their due

As part of quotas to complete

From the marketplace to the wake

From pool halls to the cemetery

With the help of watchful eyes

All targets are marked

Captain has been notified

No one can object

The target is surrounded

And guns at the ready

«Sir, there are possible witnesses

His wife and children are on the scene

What is our protocol

If they aren’t on the drug watch list?»

Don’t worry about that

Just focus on doing your job

It won’t do you any good

And they don’t matter in the long run

Burst through the door and tie up all the witnesses

The perp’s face is on the floor (is that him?)

This bullet will be his judgement

He’s fighting back, claiming that he’s innocent

He’s begging for his life

«Sir, I’m not an addict--»

Children, thank you for everything

Especially when running a legend (bite)

The title is anti drugs

The cover is fisted

For order, for prosperity

For peace, what is death?

(of drunken plagues)

It's up to you how the movement is

The promise is high, the vision is low

It's just leftovers when there are no leftovers

The stars will be gagged

Bullet the law, bullet the wallet

The news is unknown

This is war, this is the beginning

Children, you are the machinery!

And in the suppression of the plagues of society

Don't worry about their rights

My word will be the weapon

My word will be the law

My children, spread my command

Don't be afraid to drown in blood

My word will be the weapon

In my word, no one will survive

Father's instructions, himayin

Translate and base on what will be covered

Of every department, commission, and agency

When part of the evidence is known

These forces

Make a reso, make a memo, make an order

Clearing operations until sold out

What a point, just a bunch of points

There is income, este quota, and there is supply

To be lived, words that kill

The gambling machinery is hidden from the public eye

With the firing of the barrel, the people will be chased

They don't need to know the reason

Just shoot it

Addicted, addicted, as long as it's on the list, it's automatically an addiction

Written by observers

Either ignorant or savage

It is important that the police have a target

Effective eyes

Neighbor who has given up his morality

They are already used to hang around

The two of them who teach

Father is getting stronger, that's why you kill a lot

Coordinate, before termination, turn the corpse into a barangay

Drugs are the enemy, but make sure the gun is aimed at the person

Dobol Barrel, for every drop of blood, in exchange is a peso

To be lived, words that kill

The gambling machinery is hidden from the public eye

With the firing of the barrel, the people will be chased

They don't need to know the reason

Just shoot it

Memorandum Circular

Sign of our movement

Every corner will be explored

Even if it hides it will appear

Street is dark, scary, not paying attention

Of those on the list they will be killed

Part of the quotas to be completed

Whether it's a market or a hill

Billiards, cemetery

With the observing eye

Heads are marked immediately

Kap has been told

Nothing can calm down

Target surrounded

Guns on the case

Sir there is a possible witness

Children and his wife

What exactly is our protocol?

Aren't they on the drug watch list?

Do not understand that

Do your job

You will not be promoted

Then they have no number

The house was entered and all possible witnesses were tied up

The target's face is on the floor (is that him?), the trial gun

He is still sober and denies being an addict

Sincerely begging

«Sir, I'm not-»

My children, I am grateful to you

For keeping my legend alive

(for believing)

With the Drug War as my brand

And my label of a closed fist hand

In the name of order, in the name of progress

In the name of peace

Death is a small price to pay

(the death of vermin)

I'll leave you to do the dirty work

Of my grand promises and narrow vision

Shoot them all until no one is left

Silence anyone who complains

The bullet is the law, the bullet is the state budget

The bullet is the news no one will recognize

This is war, this is the spectacle

My children, you are the machine!

To rid us of society's unwanted

Disabuse them all of their rights

My orders will be your weapons

My orders will be the law

My children, spread my word far and wide

Do not be afraid to drown in blood

My orders will be your weapons

With my orders, no one is safe

We have to make sense of Father's orders

Translate and apply it for all citizens

For the departments, commissions, and agencies

To determine the division of evidence

Sorry, I mean, force

We'll churn out resolutions, memorandums, and marching orders

Clearing operations until they're all dead

Each victim adds to our body count

To meet profits, I mean quotas, and bribes

To enforce the order to kill

Hide the machinery of Tokhang from the public's eye

Keep the people in the cross hairs

They won't need a reason

If you shoot them down

Addict, addict, if they're on the list

They're automatically addicts

Put there by watchful eyes

That could be ignorant or greedy

As long as the police have their targets

The ever watchful eyes

Of neighbors that gave up their humanity

Are cogs and gears

As they snitch on each other

To please our Father, deliver the dead in numbers

Coordinate before we terminate

Fill the neighborhoods with bodies

Drugs are the enemy but set your sights on the people

Double Barrel, every drop of blood has a price

To enforce the order to kill

Hide the machinery of Tokhang from the public's eye

Keep the people in the cross hairs

They won't need a reason

If you shoot them down

To enforce the order to kill

The Memorandum Circular

Is the cue to our operations

To sweep through street corners

And surface anyone suspicious

Dark and doomed alleyways keep their secrets

Everyone on the list will get their due

As part of quotas to complete

From the marketplace to the wake

From pool halls to the cemetery

With the help of watchful eyes

All targets are marked

Captain has been notified

No one can object

The target is surrounded

And guns at the ready

« Sir, there are possible witnesses

His wife and children are on the scene

What is our protocol

If they aren't on the drug watch list?»

Don't worry about that

Just focus on doing your job

It won't do you any good

And they don't matter in the long run

Burst through the door and tie up all the witnesses

The perp's face is on the floor (is that him?)

This bullet will be his judgment

He's fighting back, claiming that he's innocent

He's begging for his life

«Sir, I'm not an addict--»