Clocks is back, it's a flashback, memory for ya Kodiak, gods is back,
In the flesh, they laying a test, see the gases they let out, only the best,
Shots in the arm, tryna get us chipped and harm, it's the snake charm,
I know devils, come in the most beautiful form, eyes ahead of the storm,
Celebrity, ain't nothing but, trained monkeys entertained the lost society,
Why brothers like me, destined for the route of Kenndedy probably,
I need to be, cuz I done see to many, things past the light, of humanity,
All I get is images, of a baby, jesus holding thirty candles, from his cradle,
Saying I came to save you, from you, I'm thinking backwards,
What's really going on, I'm playing a book from Saw's will, eyes could ****,
Still blood on the seven hills, gold and silver coins to the crispy dollar bills,
Folks out here, living their lives, but many men short of wives,
See the purpose is too divide, men from women, women from men,
It's like we switching positions, headed back to where it all began,
Uh, psychos on rise, blunts to keep you high, frayed from reality skies,
Cant even question the whys, yall smoking synthetic, it's so pathetic,
And they dont even get it, I seen it all this is where it all, falls down,
Falls downs, times is ticking who yall gone listen, to these celebs??
Hmm they lost souls too, through and through, even the underground,
Still gettin records deals, its blood on the horns, just to get a meal, and still,
Everybody who claim they real, will be the first to get you killed,
See its flesh vs flesh, bones over bones, peep the rise of the clones,

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Drop mystical flavors, I came as the red cloaked savior, lost my behavior, cuz it's no more sanity, in these times to be,
We in the last millenial see, birth of the Gen Z, got em confused about equality,
Boomers tryna reclaim, they youth back now the silent generation, off the rack,
I see through the eyes, a devils bezel, I stopped climbing levels,
Only to find out, I was a rebel, like my folks back in those days, let freedom take me away me,
I been *******, since I came out my mother's belly, cell therapy,
Was already, planted in me, see I was supposed to die as a baby,
But somehow I fought to be free, and live in this ****** up society,
I'm thinking why me, so many, trails I blaze just see a sight of morning haze,
Hendrix purple flows, through my veins with the bandana,tied at my crown,
Seems like I'm getting around, standing around, in a circle,
Look upon the shadows, sights of enduring battles, souls over the flesh,
Flesh will always loose, to the pain that it accrues, wages paid for dues,
You know the story, it either ends peacefully or gory, I feel for poor deeds,
Mic bleeds, once I lay out my creeds, Hampton soldier indeed,
Chickens dont soar with eagles, I break laws like the paralegal they evil,
Repent for my own sins, i stand against government, I'm for the people,
Gathering around me in a circle, hands pressed together,
Performed under the stressful weather, go getter, I'm knocking stellar,
Funky fella, I am dont give a ****, this suckas wanna see me cram,
My emotions, against the cemetery coasting, as my ghost floating,
Above the breeze, now I'm in another dimension, twilight zone,
Still holding strong, lifts off the ****, found my self, alone in the battlezone,