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No introduction my substance substantiates my interruption, no intervention could prevent
this I'm hell bent on destruction. Warning: this track is not safe for human consumption.
Side effects include arterial obstruction resulting in myocardial infarction, but my
intended consequence is to cause spontaneous combustion! Malicious with no sense of compunction
I'm self-righteous and privileged, leave you lifeless give a *** and get away with it.
This ain't about cathartic acknowledgement *** it's not enough to recognize that I'm
a part of it, I'm bombing it. Fighting to the death I'm on some martyr *** predominantly,
my conscience constantly wants to be speaking consciously 'cus honestly it bothers me corruption
comes from sovereignty pernicious disfunction in government we need some anarchy! Political
lobotomy to extract the impediment no time to second guess the tide is high submersion's
imminent; whether it be human error or greed, we lie and we cheat and we die to succeed,
whatever that means, by any means, discard the defeated and consequently, anthropocentrism
amplifies sanctify self over everything else leads to fratricide justify private imprisonment
much to our increment in liberty that's the saddest lie. Correctional control is legal
modern day slavery, nothing's changed except the chains the blood is clear but plain to
see ain't nothing's free, how it's meant to be, let me put it all in context: the prison
industrial complex, blinded by profits, dehumanized in the process, gluttonous conquest reversing
the progress transforming our souls into numbers and objects. I'm confident it's no accident,
no consequence, incompetent war mongering disseminate intoxicants proliferate intolerance
but eloquence in the rap game, crack game, ain't that different you know, unless you're
pandering to higher-minded individuals, it ain't that simple yo at least intrinsically
inside the studio, corporate execs manipulating the scenario. Force perspective feed you illusory
symbiosis dealers slanging raps talk more *** than acute halitosis. Claiming to be
the messiah? *** I'm your Moses! ***? I'm the closest, if not Moses,
I'm your Joseph! Not biological but I'll make you step-fa(r)ther away, now bring it back,
game's not over I'm just hitting replay. The corporate perspective hidden agenda their
sole objective to distort the message fabricate the intersection. Present the paths as perpendicular
although they're parallel propel the narrative infect the youth with decibels screaming "kill
em all, *** it kill em all" and we wonder why we keep sending our youth to the morgue?
No defibrillation I remain patiently waiting, stationed ready to aim and strike, with disdain
I smite. I might just, ignite this, a passion inside you to seek out what's righteous, be
kind and conscious flip the script on your typical mindless rapper who only knows hoes
money and clothes he's like a virus clear 'em out like my sinus. It's a sign of the
times our minds are changing you pompous *** recognize the collective conscious or remain
haphazard on the precipice of a monstrous bottomless pit. Obnoxious when I spit but
y'all swallow the truth grin and bear it, your philosophy's errant, delusional hysterics
no inherent merit or message in your papyrus I'm begging you drop the stylus. If you've
listened thus far to my convoluted conclusions you can comprehend with no delusion there's
no simple solution *** restitution I'm preaching for some *** retribution so sing it with
me, che: viva la revolucion!