Everyday we forced to die magnetized By the lies frequency low energy pinning me Into another form silent storm harms My inner self from my outer self move left Once I saw the right conscious signs Split the pines all known wise mankind garden of eden recipient cant repent Dollaz and cents got the world tense dense To ****** sprays these kays makin delays killers on a payroll taking patrol deep strolls Tryna cap souls for the hills of Capitol Capitalize all overseas stocks to knock false adversaries pretenses on the fences Leaning banned from tv cuz of the raw scenery Intro to world war 3 let evil legacy spree Flames beyond the highest degrees celsius Perfect the calculus with armed surplus So just pay attention to blueprint incisions Break away from the plantations Creating mass ****** mind medias see-in ya Lurk like the predator disguise my body Glow to a Illuminati somebody light me So hear my enemies wail as the ships sail across the brainwaves anchored thoughts I'm thinking rebel music turn up the acoustic
Rest in peace papa wu always kept the black crews Cool without a snooze though most slept on The black dons God's massage the dark dots opened my cells garage Mind parked on the carnage see what the savages did even to my unborn kids lying through history eyelids Let the squids spray ink into the white sheets See me beat em with the silent tactical fleet Obsolete the weaks foot trails up the **** creek Aint loosin' speech like ****** being impeached By the press don't let the buddah mess stress Up ya thought process yes we playin' chess black queens setting up White kings flings Let the Brutus to Judas spread the rugers Rivers of bloods cries from bodies that lied Bloating floating ****** the rest of ammo totin' Clark expedition minus the winds chilling I'm feelin' up the count pierced a paramount Into the skyline grazed by own nines fines thrown at me me but I got dark source around me Pedigree times a fashion while I stay mashing Cashing fantasy rollers repeats like Logia Independence day welcome to the land of hays maker craters for undertakers fakers dont get a chance to glance take ya stance No shoe shine boy but shine up the toys Chicago typewriters goes to all my haters and biters