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deep in my body a rumble beganstarted out low and rumbled againhow do i fightwhat i can not seehow do i deal with the hunger i wonder how that burger will tastethat steak or that piefresh from the bakeryOh apple pieI would slaughter that cowfor a shank of his ribsor drive that bullet for a few slices of bacondoes this make me evilor bad or meanit just makes me humanno matter how obsceneif only my hunger from my brain could be trickedto believe i was fulloh what a trickso i will go on starvingto make my self  thinwhat will i do if i die in the end
(c) Isaac Thornhill
We build up just tear down each other fighting over crowns
No turfs see hostility surf over the atmosphere lurks
Somebody always gunning for number 1 after them
Leave em stun same cycle same pun it's a paced run
I sit back like a jungle cat tree lounging and housing
My opinions the foundation of my mind focus on the grind
And mind ya own business I'm giving ya the real business
So many looking for hands out only when they want the clout
Abuse your name just to get 5 minutes of fame untamed
Souls range from the wicked to the wickedest sick of this
Matrix metropolis it's hard to take a cop at this suns is crisp
Burning every inch of sin I see the battles of Armageddon
Angel's and demons flesh hunting yo smoke something
Look around you theirs always ya conscious taunting


The clothes the shoes the jewels the hat dont equals real stats
You just another mix added to the batch to the human catch  
Souls tryna break away but cant castaway cuz of worldly delay
Everyday they try to sway ya into the entrapment of reality  
It's a joke loc just seehow the pistols smoke overseas no trees
Deserted island creeds evil men frightened to lose their deeds
That's why they try to maintain their position for their ego to feed
Off as a leech then breach the public with lies of the unseen eyes
Stys all over the media I see ya you cant play a true soldiers
Embrace one another it dont matter the colors sisters to brothers
I used to think white and black but now I see the greys of days
No clouds suns getting colder nights much stronger and longer
Chronicles of Riddick spotted aliens rolling past our distance
Bigger plans if remove the all seeing hands throwing up signs
Put a stake to mankind lizards amongst us trust us
Celebrities also apart of the bust dont matter the station
Ya tuned in we doomed in this so called fantasy my life
A fake reality learn who you really are break away from this technology

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