Agents of Change

What the Fuck Happened? - Back to Top

Private islands & diamonds, & fine dining & wining
They're always whining 'bout how they need 9 more coats with fur lining
Fuck all the platinum & chains, they're just lacking in brains
Hi-jacking some planes is more thug than smacking up dames
'Cuz at least these extremists carry somewhat of a meaning
They're not just speaking on CDs telling young G's to be greedy
On some beach in Tahiti talking about streets & graffiti
When the only set you rep is the one back at MTV
See rap went from black kids trying to grasp for advancement
To some hacks with no talent talking about dancing & fashion
Or snazzy expansions on some fancy ass mansions
Fuck this blasphemous dance shit, I'm bringing passionate stances
& Immaculate stanzas instead of hyping up night clubs
I'm just a high & drunk white punk trying to incite a real Fight Club
& fuck you to producers who use music as a tool for
Sellling dumb youth the same drum loop & keeping kids in their stupor

Chorus

Hip-hop of today, what a disgrace
The meaning & the message, must've been misplaced
Or their might not've even been one to begin with
The image was the message from the start
You've been tricked switch
Your train of thought from trying to fit in
To not being controlled by a couple of rich men
The music industry is all about platinum
And all I gotta say is what the fuck happened?

Spinners & dinners & crucifixes that glitter
& remixes to get yer fans to buy the same fucking record
And oh yeah yer a Blood, right? Dumping slugs in gun fights?
Living in a slum? TIGHT! Reprezent that THUG LIFE!
But FUCK That, yer living in a gated community
It's confusing me how you pulled off this scam so beautifully
I mean who would think one single's about Uzi's & shooting sprees
While the next hit would move right to shoes & jewelry
I could've gone the same route, played the game how
Funny would it have been if when I came out
My single was all about blowing ya brains out
Then the next hit covered spilling wine & getting the stains out
Come on aren't we more intelligent than that?
NO
Ok, you're right that's irrelevant the fact is
That all these wack kids talking about how they stack chips
Got the muthafuckin reprezentative of CRACK pissed

Chorus

Most records are written & spoken in broken ebonics
The hottest of products stay to the topics of tonic & chronic
They ought to be dropping phonics & sonnets
Instead of praising narcotics & celebrating degrading erotic encounters
Useless duelists dilute the proof of the movement
& influence students to become fully fluent in foolish
Get loose & attack this fascist control of the last bastion
Take action to these bastards to reclaim the lost passion
So grab the pitchforks & torches and force these bitch whores
To spit more than a sordid assortment of corporate endorsements
& if you record 'em they'll consort with your foreskin
Drop a Porsch' in you ride 'em like a horde of Norse horsemen
So to summarize the sun will rise each day to see the sum of wise
Writers go and go above the glow of prize fighters whoa
The meaning of the message is in essence just a question
But the lesson lies in what you do with it & if you keep on asking..

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!?!

Fast Talkin' - Back to Top

I think its funny that they call it hip-hop/
Cuz since I/ started/
The only thing rap ever had to do with a hip was a MC with a limp jaw saying that he had a pimp walk/
The big flaw/Behind the lifestyle movements of the 90s/
specifically hip-hop/Was that most MCs didnt know the meaning of the words theyre rhyming/
Timing is essential/ They knew this/
Blew this up/ got a crew that stuck together/
Got successful cuz they sucked off/Some record execs/ FUCK OFF/
Tricked millions into thinking you have luck or raw talent/
 man that/ cant get any farther from the surface of the planet/
I damage/ reputations of fake kids raking in dough/Forsaken they know/
they are by the legitimate rap community/Phony stars/ at large/ get charged/
with no immunity/Impunity not given/convicted of being driven by greed/
On top of that a ticket is written for not even being able to read/

So yer sentence in the pen, is to pen sentences then/
Defend yer wack past by making tracks to amend/
While behind the clinking bars, you start inking bars/
On topics more complex than simply minks & cars/
Start to shrink yer large ego, and see how far ya go/
From ya ways of old If ya change ya goals/
Of fame and fortune theres a chance that you can save yer soul/
Yer debts are paid in full, now you made parole/
& you see that weak MCs have filled the scene/
Obscene I mean their volume has increased/
Larger than the nam death toll/
& Id be proud to roll, or have pride to ride/
With ya if ya get the bigger picture/
We have to sit the opposition down for a talk/
And say we may be competitors, but you better come better than/
yo I leave yo body in chalk
Cuz statements such as those dont really affect me/
Correct me through rhymes or confront me directly/
But do not waste ya time just trying to disrespect me/
So carefully put down ya rhyming dictionary/
It may be scary at first, vocabulary rarely gets worse/
You barely have time so start preparing ya lines/
That leave MCs speechless like serious mimes/
Drop the bombs and launch the missles while we push the blame/
We call em terrorists however weÃre the same/
Engulf the world in flames and get the glory and fame/

In a State of Dependance - Back to Top

On our day of Independence we remember the 4th/
Some may celebrate, but for me its a day of remorse/
Salute a flag on a pole impaled through the corpse/
Of Lady Liberty this symphony doesnt endorse/
Blind patriotism or extreme use of force/
Americanize the world we act as police to enforce/
Ideas, traditions, governmental decisions/
For me every single day celebrates independence/
Independence Independence in in in in/

In a state of dependence is the land of the free/
You see they just handed the key to the corporate regime/
The capitalist dream is alive and thriving/
While the rest of us are living our own Private Ryan/
Saving up what little we got, riddle me not/
Just dont label me ADD and let the Ritilin rot/
My thoughts, durrr, lets get the middlemen shot/
They sell CDs for twenty make em a penny a pop/
You think its funny is not, think of how many you got/
They jack up the prices because the label it hot/
Whatever yuppie go wave yer flag/
As the kid who made its put into a body bag/
The Saudis had their hands involved in all these bombings man/
So we attack Iraq, wait why again?/
The Saudis got a slap on the wrist we didnt want to believe/
That our gasoline money is the cash that conceived/
The dastardly deeds unleashed upon our soil/
To make the towers tumble they used a product of oil/

One nation indivisible united we stand/
If Only we werent divided like a line in the sand/
Our beliefs mutate from supply and demand/
You think its retaliation, but we all know its planned/
Push to shove to move to kill, let freedom reign/
Drop the bombs and launch the missles while we push the blame/
We call em terrorists however were the same/
Engulf the world in flames and get the glory and fame

Another day that sticks out through thorough examination/
Is the date when planes crashed into the World Trade Centers/
And the Pentagon too, please do not forget that/
Put down yer Kit-Kat and look at the mixed facts/
Garbled information, pre-meditated invasion/
Lead to the home of the slaves total d-devastation/
But the truth is out there, & its stranger than fiction/
The proof is out there, but it takes conviction/
To discover big brother has another agenda/
The media covers but smothers in order to render/
You the viewer incapacitated, captured by their statements/
The rapture is coming via patriarchal hatred/
Lives are getting wasted, were all racing to escape this/
N-Nation filled with cages incarceration at creation
/---/
To me theres one option, theres only the fight/
For the past for the present for the future for rights/

One nation indivisible united we stand/
If Only we werent divided like a line in the sand/
Our beliefs mutate from supply and demand/
You think its retaliation, but we all know its planned/
Push to shove to move to kill, let freedom reign/

Paradox - Back to Top

I see Flash backs tracks blazed my past ways are done wait/
The hell in me is telling me to go commit some felonies/
I fight myself more than I fight the wealth/
Offered to fill my coffers if I land on the shelf/
But if I stand by with no help, then the foundation is sturdy/
Dirty money from unworthy companies can only hurt me/
Do you hear me? Are you with me? Or are you merely standing near me?/
Do you fear me cuz I am different and I see the lies so clearly?/
Whatever the answer, the cancer is killing us all/
Eroding our minds, blinds all kinds to the tall/
Tales and walls they ll build between us and their kin/
Steal from the poor give to the rich and tell us about sin/
Forever they lecture building up pressure with censors/
Drastic measures taken to rake in cash for worthless endeavors/
Tell us worship their mentors, & never think out of the box/
Sit in front of it, numb your wit and follow the flocks/
Follow the Fox, MTV, CNN, see the men/
CEOs call em what you want, but their in control/
The democracy we flaunt as free is far from what it oughta be/
Elite defeat the purpose and tend to work against equality/
What startles me is all this talk and no action/
Lots of people pointing fingers with no back and no passion/
Revolution reform it makes no difference to me/
>I just need a change that we are ALL gonna see

My existence is twiztid making a difference my mission/
See the vision of the resistance has undergone a revision/
We are switching from always bitching & moaning & just complaining/
To brewing up a solution & saving the fucking planet/
Mass production mass consumption/
The only way out is known as mass reduction/
Using renewable resources and funding forces/
Besides those with arms & arming an army to change the course/
*Of the world, affect the future itself/
Respect the youth and the uncouth and find the truth for yourself/
Wear a suit if it helps but don t be fearful change/
Ya see nothing lasts forever it s the end of an age/
The end of an era where error and terror are reigning supreme/
No more regimes leaning a little bit to the extreme/
No more religious division the separation of man/
See I know I m a dreamer, but sleepwalking s my plan/
We don t see everything that happens right in front of our eyes/
What s crazy is the facts are hidden under the guise/
Of conspiracy theory and fucking terrorist plots/
When the connections and deceptions can be traced to the top/
Stop - the insanity sorry for profanity/
It s the expression of the man in me dealing with reality/

CRACK is the building block for freedom so I m a real freemason/
I will be erasing all the lies that got you all freebasing/
Yer patrons to a government run corporations/
Racing for your ration of freedom upon this slaveship/
When will the masses ever realize the real lies/
They a re the ones we keep telling ourselves, oh yeah real wise/
We are the last super power, devoured by our own greed/
Looking out for numero uno, instead of freed-om/
Are the freed dumb? Or is it our arrogance?/
Americans sharing bliss with only the very rich/
While the rest of the world still struggles with slavery/
If I was born in Tanzania somebody could pay for me/
To work in their mines to find diamonds that line/
The necks and fingers of the motherfucking opulent swine/
That are running the country with money bloody wars/
300 years past the cash is just {still} stolen from poor/
And if knowledge power the powder i s simply a drain/
On our economy these conning thieves are stealing ya brain/
You could be making the change & escaping ya cage/
Instead you fill your head with muthafucking cocaine/
Sorry again, I am sick of seeing these casualties/
I just wanna spread the word & warn the world of this wicked reality/

Nothing is Sacred- Back to Top

Nothing is sacred, fills my heart up with hatred/
Love & life are a lie dependant on the next paycheck/
Modern edumacation is a joke & a half/
So I sit back smoke, now I'm broke & I laugh/
Heroes are dead, gone since medieval times/
Which they started back up and sell for $9.95/
Or wait, probably more, turn a girl to a whore
/For the right price, she might like it in the back door/
The Iraqian war, we just bombing the poor/
Over oil reserves which serves on the core/
Elite richest of rich, who control every inch/
Slaves to el Presidente and his corporate bitch/
Or vice versa yes it's worse for foreign hands in foreign lands/
Producin' useless trinkets from Japan to Vietnam/
Rappers blingin' ice crosses, reppin' their fools gold/
Either way to the dollar, our souls have been sold/

Nothing is sacred, no nothing is sacred/
You're taught to respect the almighty corporation/
I'm growing impatient 'cuz I'm sensing the end/
Mind control is the latest of trends.../

Police state in the streets, they enforcing eliefs/
When I speak I must cease, so no freedom of speech/
Fuck the commander & chief, oh what a relief/
Destroy the whole fucking world while our freedom's are breached/
A new agreement's been reached it says "Die or be sheep"/
I'm tired of peeps who simply let the cycle repeat/
They don't make money off peace, so they startin the beefs/
Say, "HAIL TO THE THEIF!" /
...They've stolen our soul & sold it back with interest/
Say they're tracking terrorists, but they making the arrests/
Of a few innocents, in the sense that they lie/
In the Nazis we invest you'll get taxed then you die/
It's guaranteed under line 13, subsection triple six/
Give us every dime then you're crossing the River Styx/
It's hidden with magic tricks, I call it the media/
You be believing the lies that they are f-f-force feeding ya/

When I say nothing is sacred, even THAT exceptions/
Only free thinkers see past the daily deceptions/
The numbers are few of those of you who stay true/
But the cause won't be lost if I can rally the troops/
Against their armies in blue, but they ain't the worst/
The guys in the ties & the suits gotta first/
You know about the NSA, or the PATRIOT Act?/
Once our freedoms go away they may never come back/
CRACK goes the whip but you choose to submit/
The situations get's worse & your wrist gets a slit/
Suicide don't make ya special, just another statistic/
Unless you're a rich kid, then the media flips it/
Besides that's not the answer, if it was I'd have done it/
This war's just begun and I'm not out 'til we've won it

Wake Up -Back to Top

So stop playing their game, yer pawn wit no brain
Trained to make other s money in a nation of slaves
So Wake up Put ya feet on the floor get out the door and wake up
Hit the streets go to war against the fake & wake up

SO if you know you are controlled why do you still play yer role>
Pay yer whole check it s spent then yer renting yer soul
Out to the highest bidder who has no consideration
Just plans to make some cash and it all away from
The likes of you and then he might just Use
Cheaper labor in a neighboring country too
So you get screwed, cuz ya job just moved
Now what is an average joe like you to do?
Well you could go on welfare & be the bitch
Tired and pissed off at ya boss with no love for the rich
Or you go postal take yer boss as a hostage
His downsizing schemes gained him profit but costed
His life and well being now you wait for a greeting
From the local SWAT team who you will soon be meeting
Or maybe fuck all that you should try suicide
Just get high & then die and say goodbye to ya Life
Or maybe find a purpose & explore yer gifts
Live while you live this is the only chance you get

We are one step away from the shackles and chains< BR>We need to come together & start wracking our brains
Gather facts & explain to the ignorant people
Just because you close ya eyes does not mean there is no evil
You thought 9-11 is bad? Well wait for the sequel
The devastation will not equal, it will rise, Multiply
The weak willed will die and they will never know why
& The rest are trained to blame a man and buy buy buy!
The news approves the story of Osama bin Laden
One man with a plan and some suicide bombers
The truth has died, honor as well lost in the Spin
Doctors mix a quick fix twist the story and then
Everyone over looks that the Bushs and Ladens
Are family friends & oil barons, but we forgot that
Osama is the black heep, black listed cuz he resisted
Stole their riches to fight the richies, ooh interesting
Oooh I will be investing the rest of my time and energy
Into these rhymes that can be applied centuries
Read between the lines see the lies DIY
You don t the corporate support to live your life
Yes you may need money, but resist becoming a gear
And when you quit tell yer boss the revolution is here

Today is Yesterday's Tomarrow - Back to Top

Though I may be a madman my, my, my methods are sound/
Im not saying they're stable, it's where my message is found/
Pounding in speakers, bumping in trunks and on paper/
My music is therapeutic and overall makes me saner (SANER?)/
More sane, whatever, its not the grammar that matters/
Without my musical revolution Id be a freaking madhatter/
Which is already true, well too an extent/
Cuz of the life Ive been through, so just let me vent/
IGNORANT FOOLS ARE ALWAYS IN CHARGE/
BRAINS ARE SMALL WHILE EGOS ARE LARGE/
Throughout life Im running at full speed/
I dont know where Im going until freed/
From fools who control, fools with no soul/
Fools who say somethings free only if its stole-n/
Holden onto a golden ticket, gonna kick it into high gear/
One day I go a million miles an hour/
The next day goes so slow I dont have the power/
To get out of my bed, to get out of my head/
Just wait another day and Ill be better again/

So Ive been arrested, detested, and sexually molested/
Ive been bested by the worse I only wish I was messin
But on the other end of the spectrum some think Im perfection/
But some problems arise at these two sides intersection/
Sex with no protection, and then my current profession/
Smoking sessions, police records, oh what a collection/
Of random events, adventures, travels, & trips/
To other countries other worlds and then girlfriends who slit/
Open their wrist to see if Ill be there to care/
Can you say OBSESSED, I was the head of my DARE/
Class back, back, back, back in the day/
Signed a freaking paper saying that from drugs Id abstain/
Ha what a joke, but I see through reflection/
That they gave me no valid reason, & its my nature to question/
Whether its in my best interests or its just what I want/
Im not angelic or demonic in the middle Im caught/

But I love you/GO TO WORK GO TO SCHOOL/
How could you?/BE THE SAME WITH THE GRAIN/
I hate you/Lobotomies are fun, huuhuheehuh/
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?/
Im moving on from the past and headed into the future/
Like from stone age, to stone henge, to using computers/
My life is like triangulating Kennedys shooter/
I gotta look from different angles just to find the real truth sir/
General, doctor, reverend, whatever/
the titles rendered irrelevant when the papers placed in a shredder/
The only thing that youve gained is the knowledge retained/
If you dont educate yerself only you can be blamed/
& names wont be named so no one claims theyve been framed/
Ill just apply this to myself with hopes my soul can be saved/
20 years past 1984/With the times looking close to what Mr Or-well/
Envisioned decisions simply need to be made/
Rather quickly regarding simply the fate of our race/
The cancer keeps growing the man keeps it sugarcoated/
Then sells it to you so theres no thought of overthrowing/
But low and behold the answers now crystal clear/
Unity without conformity, Sincerely CRACKhead/

A name has no meaning so call me what you will/
Im half way up the mountain, but not over the hill/
Even if I get killed, my words will remain/
Even if they stop those they cant silence ya brain/
But before they even try, pick up where I leave/
Take the torch & run with it, fight to be free

Make the Change - Back to Top

Im trying to fight a war against invincible enemies
But my destinys corrupted by invisible entities
Then you got the mentally unconscious masses
Divided by classes & crashes in stocks
Bull markets left bear when the Bush is on top
Look at the economy drop, when will it stop?
If majority rules they need to wake up
cuz the majoritys fools
Theyve been historically tools
For the masons who are making up the stories in schools
Taking the cruelty and
Re re re writing the books, glorifying the crooks
Giving high fives to the guy who can lie without batting an eye
They lie about crimes & love molding minds
Look out for the disguise
SO the army [NOTE:the Consciouness Raising Army] marches on in search of recruits
Like a church of the truth
You know a faith that aint fake
& so for your own sake just wake up
And smell more than your coffee
'Cuz reality has taught me
That apathy is death until this cause is in effect
No one is gonna stop me...

I do what I say and I say what I feel
So if you feel what I say then start making the change
2X

Dont go with the grain, with the flow, with the current
They blur right & wrong & say this world isnt worth it,
Well it aint perfect, but it can get better
So stop complaining do something I getting really fed up
Instead of them just telling me what I should or shouldnt do
Could or couldnt do, I wouldnt choose to be you
Ill just choose to be true, And spit on their flag
Sure it means liberty too, but I say SLAGGGG
OFF wipe your oily RAG OFF
Tarnished stars, replaced with the sign of the beast
Dolla dolla dolla bill, its time fer a feast
Yer demise, & defeat,but retreat to yer third mansion on the beach
& Capitalize every possible situation,
5000 dead, looks like a paycheck
Looks its might spread hate yet
It makes you money, so what?
Free market economy its getting dark & hard to see
The smoke so thick, Tokyo protocol
As we choke what a ball, what a blast,
The rockets red glare as the cruise missiles crash
Into civilian housing dousing children in million
Dollar bombs, sick, sick, sick, Im nauseated stick
Me into a free clinic with a click
Of the remote Im controlled and complacent
Face it, a caste system is being put into placement
I hate this, we gotta deface it erase it and replace it uh..

I demand a change, I demand freedom of speech
I demand no chains, I demand peace
2X

Honesty, autonomy, progressive thinking
Our ship is sinking - American distress,
Flip the flag around upside down, not to impress
Or to impose, but it just goes to show
How close minded we are as a country
PMRC (Parents Music Resource Center) wont let me run free,
When I speak back, ya know what occurs?
My words get censored to censors to curb
The melody, the heavenly the flow of the soul,
The divinity, but look at the role of controls
Being played by traditional conservatives
Abortions playing god? so is censorship
So is anesthesia but Limbaugh laughs
After popping oxys with no fear of wrath
So what do I demand? Understanding
To bring to life the quote from the first moon landing
Leaps not steps, peace not deaths
Unnecessarily brought by police & feds
The military might, stop ours ability to fight
They just say were out of order police state over night
Martial law, is what we saw,
In post 9-11 madness heed my call
To educate yerself, every source is biased
Get a of mix of both sides, why not try this?
Don't deny this and be close minded
Expose your iris to what the tyrants
Hide & stole, look through the kaleidoscope
I just hope, what I just wrote,
Might provoke the mindless dolts
& spineless folks to prime their soul
For the mind's revolt...

The War - Back to Top

It just doesnt make sense to me, this penintentiary/
This isnt how its meant to be, no wonder that you sent for me/
So here I am to save the day, I watch the world slave away/
Ill pave the way just dont stay afraid, stay the same, or play the game/
Cuz that give the man free reign over ya soul and brain/
Take control again, attack ya main foe like you was an ebola strain/
Outbreak, break out of this hole yer in/
Ya gotta do way more than just hope to win/
Theres way more to this rebellion than just dope & sin,/
Dont close ya eyes or ya mind, keep em open man/
Im a broken man, but Im coping man/
I complain too much to sit hoping man/
Ill make an open stand, my concerts are protests/
Ill stop a show no less to chant no rest for the wicked/
No rest for the wicked, no rest for the motherfucking crooked politicians/
So sign the petitions at the door of the show/
Blocking corporate contributions that control all the votes/
Campaigns running with the money from the companies/
Then the rich get tax cuts so they can live comfortably/
Neo-Reganomics won't strengthen the economy/
But profits dropping steep, a boost through war so lets go bomb for peace/
I guess we got Saddam at least, but who really knows/
They lied about the nukes just to get us to go/
Think for a second and get prepared for the war/

Educate yourself, celebrate your health,/
Dont throw away your life to create some wealth/
Think fast, blink last, stand tall/
Dont fall, crawl if you have to, but be prepared for/The War

Everything Ive ever known is falling apart/
I put my soul into a path and now I gotta restart/
Gotta be smart, gotta put my heart soul body and mind/
Into this war thats gaurenteed to change the fate of mankind/
I pray that I find the answer I seek/
Cuz these demons even watching haunting me when I speak/
Taunting me when Im weak, but my visions are strong/
Unite the minds of many men with a dangerous song/
A dangerous throng follows me through the fray/
We live for the day, & make sure that our work is our play/
Were surely not acting, were just taking action/
So enlist in this mission thats effects are longlasting/
My goal is compassion with a vigilant eye/
Im as patient as they get, but a belligerent guy/
When the ignorant lie and the innocent die,/
My militant side demands revenge for the crimes/
But then I let out a sigh, asking whats all this for?/
My sanity? The future? Truth at its core?/
Take a deep breath were getting ready for war.../

I can only hope my instrumentals end up being influential/
Screw credentials the person not number or paper is whats essential/
Existential to the bone, cold & alone the open road is my home/
Unknown is the outcome of this righteous war/
With a mic and cord Im gonna strike a chord/
With those who like to pour money into the manufacture & sale/
Of weapons of rapture they are selling us hell/
Apocalypse Now! Is becmming reality/
Understand what Im battling is this vicious brutality/
Another day another fatality thats how it is/
Or at least thats what Ive been told since I was a kid/
Life is expendable, wars are commendable/
Cook food with radiation, and somehow its edible/
But rights arent defendable cuz then yer a radical/
A terrorist and extremist a threat to the federal/
Government under it hidden swept away are the lies/
Kept away from our eyes and its not a surprise/
But it should be an outrage, it should be the cause/
That we rally against without a thought or a pause/
But pause and think about something besides/
Television, nice clothes, and ridiculous rides/
I get vindictive and snide, but Im not sorry anymore/
Times up and Im afraid you just entered the war/

And if you think this war starts and ends with me/
Youre mistaken Im a private in my own army/
Sometimes a grunt on the front lines/
But also a 13 star general at various times/
It doesnt matter what Im called, if Im involved/
Theres a chance that these problems can maybe be solved/
Maybe resolved, evolved past our present situation/
The tensions escalating and I see a lot of hatred/
Im sick of the difference between the rich and the poor/
Modern day segregation, what else is in store?/
Will the shells of our cities become mythical lore?/
Not if I can help it, thats why Im fighting this war

Into the Mist - Back to Top

I slip out of reality and into the void,/
Where my worries and troubles no longer exist/
Away from my cares, I am devoid/
Step out of my body and into the mist.../

I fiend for serene scenes,/
dreams float away get away let today be peaceful/
At least full of good moments/
'cuz the bad's always there so let's be reasonable/
You can either accept it or reject it,/
But reflection shows life's hectic/
So direct your energy in a positive way,/
Don't don't don't just wreck shit/
Make connections between people,/
don't be deceitful,show your true side/
Integrity defines your personality/
just let the truth shine/
Brightly, day & nightly,weekly,/
yearly for the rest of eternity/
I certainly yearn for these times/
where we can be worry free and live life purposefully/
Personally, I burn to be d-d-devoured by the sunlight/
'Cuz depression consumes and confessions ensue/
through letters found at a suicide/
Do or die, most rather the latter come true/
via OD, rope, or a slit wrist/
Don't quit, it's not worth it life ain't perfect/
Trust me I have learned this/
If anything I know bad comes with good/
I am more than aware/Yes life's unfair when we die/
We'll be carried to peace beyond compare/
So who cares, we all live and die it's the one unknown/
At this point there's no answer so throughout this world I roam.../

I search for the stars so distant and pure/
The road to them has many turns & twists/
How long will it take? I am unsure/
So I endlessly journey into the mist.../

How do we solve all these problems,/
I ponder yhis as I wander these desolate lands/
Nuclear proliferation, overpopulation,/
Shit's gonna hit the fans/
We're headed towards armageddon, 'cuz karma's getting pissed/
At our fanatic planet/
Arms & weapons are sending mankind in a harmful direction/
We gotta stampt it out/
In a perfect world we could depend/
on policies based on honesty/
We're not to utopia yet,/come on my oddysey because tomarrow seems/
Quite bleak if we can not see past/
what's placed in front of our eyes/
Eat, work, sleep, repeat, mate then die,/
Is that what you call life?/
There's gotta be more, there's gotta be somethin'/
Beyond our human mind/
Something magnificent that gives us purpose and ties and binds/
Us all together for whatever reason we are all connected/
Imagine what we could accomplish if we as a collective/
Decided to do, decided to make, decided to acheive our dreams/
Go so far as to touch the stars, can you just beleive?/
Leave behind preconceived notions, and just make it happen/
We might as well try to improve this hell that we are trapped in...

Imascrimp - Back to Top

I seen mo crack than a fuckin proctologist/
Bitches from the East are known to eat hollowtips/
A scrimp give a fuck less what y'all blingin/
I'll free ya from ya chains like I was Abe Lincoln/
My nickle plated fo fo got bitches scared of me
A scrimp outta clips that's a motherfuckin' rarity
Apparently y'all never heard what a scrimp is
Here I'll tell ya a little 'bout my buisness

Imascrimp, mad people wanna shoot me
While I'm screaming WEST SIDE out my motherfuckin' hoopty
Bitch I'm sitting on mo bills than Congress
God is not my father, but I'm still the fuck Don, bitch

Call me Robin Hood, 'cuz Lil' John is my bitch now
And his East Side clique feasts on my clips BLOW!
Leave ya bling home, 'cuz I'll jack a cross quick
My chrome explodes domes like blowing up a mosque
Scrimps drop more pounds than bitches at Jenny Craig
& drink like fishes, we known to tap any keg
Anyway, that's pretty much all I gotta say bitch
Still don't get it? OK how should I explain this?

Imascrimp, mad people wanna shoot me
While I'm screaming WEST SIDE out my motherfuckin' hoopty
Bitch I'm sitting on mo bills than Congress
God is not my father, but I'm still the fuck Don, bitch

The R.O.T. (Reality of Television) - Back to Top

Its the latest the greatest WMD
Weapon of Mass Disinformation, the machine
That propagates the propaganda endlessly
Ya know CNN, NBC, & MTV
Its an epidemic that needs a cure desperately
I used to be sick, but it didnt get the best of me
Ive been blest to see the errors of my treacherous ways
Now my destiny is to smash TVs til the end of my days
But anyways, enough about me
Lets discuss television and its treachery
Actually, is not the television itself
Its the fact that its abused to increase a few peoples wealth
& Reality TV has got me really confused
Cuz if thats reality, then what is the news?
Is it real information, or just entertainment?
Cuz most news covers facelifts & not globalization
The art of the blame shift this home of the brave shit
They remotely control the whole population
A generation is defined by its favorite stations
Our race is hooked to the tube like them fools in the Matrix

A handful of corporates are controlling yer senses
Using satellite beams to lower defenses
Yer defenseless, cuz they blend this control with entertainment
You know we need to end this you know we need to change this

At primetime yer like a bunch of sheep to the slaughter
Yer daughter they got her,
Caught her in a web of deceit
Cuz when you buy yer salvt giving nothing for free
Amen, yer healed, now pay up the fee
Change the channel & now yer watching music TV
EXPLOITING THE YOUTH WITH POPPY TUNES
BUY CONSUME BUY CONSUME
EXPLOITING THE YOUTH WITH POPPY TUNES
BUY CONSUME BUY CONSUME
Im back, to move on with the song
Yer watching MTV & now the Real World is on
Now stop me if Im wrong, aint that an oxymoron?
Cuz if thats the real world, where has reality gone?

A handful of corporates are controlling yer senses
Using satellite beams, to lower defenses
Yer defenseless cuz they blend this control with entertainment
You know we need to end this, you know we need to change this

So ya got rigged debates & staged events
It teaches you to segregate, and stop dissent
Dont blink, they control what you see & you hear
They convinced you that the only thing to fear
Is being outcasted from this brainwashed society
With commercial after commercial screaming BUY ME BUY ME
Do what you can to be straight, thin, & white
& if yer a teenage girl, pants can never be too tight
Primetime sitcoms, yer mind & soul theyre stealing
They cue yer tears & laughter, controlling yer feelings
So you become numb from watching too much TV
I only know cuz I was there too if you dont believe me
Sit down & tune out you dont even have to care
Its the cheapest drug, its free, & you can get it anywhere
So beware, cuz the executives of Clear Channel & Viacom
Have the will, the want, the means, & the conniving wit to blind you from

The ROT

CRACK Rocks - Back to Top

CRACK rocks! Yes, I'll confess I'm a addicted
You call it dependance, I call it conviction
CRACKhead, head of CRACK call me dedicated
"You're dedicated", wow I didn't acutally think you'd say it
I'm the CRACKhead you always see begging for change
Not nickels & dimes the empire in flames!
"I'm tired of games,man what's the deal with the name?"
Satire to get you fired & wired & ready break
Loose from the noose that you call a neck tie
confused'cuz you choose to swallow a direct lie
Though it's cool & refreshing, the elite got it rigged so
Your cap will always say "better luck next time"

So does CRACK rock? Or do crack rocks crackle
When the pipe is packed full & ignited delighted
I am to smack fools who think I rap to exploit ya
Keep ya 10 bucks with the truth I'll anoint ya

CRACKhead said CRACK rocks, CRACKhead said CRACK rocks

So you smoke rocks, either you do or you don't?
Well the question is irrellevant my answer is no
Comment and look I am being
Do really fucking care about the habits of an artist?
you know I'm 'bout to spark this enlightenment
lead the masses out of darkness, get mind's equipped
To think independantly, friends of me
Know that global apathy & ignorance is my enemy
After 9/11 the majority's reaction
Was to go out and buy shit that was stamped with
American flags, or at least they try'd ta
Only real patriots buys flags made in China

So does CRACK rock? Or do crack rocks crackle
When the pipe is packed full & ignited delighted
I am to smack fools who think I rap to exploit ya
Keep ya 10 bucks with the truth I'll anoint ya

CRACKhead said CRACK rocks, CRACKhead said CRACK rocks

So CRACKhead, why do dodging my questions?
I'm not dodging anything, I just don't wanna get arrested
Think for a second beyond the title & name
& start representing hardcore this fight the gain
Of knowledge, not necissarily college or school
But essential facts of life that make you more than a fool
I want CRACK ROCKS screamed from the highest elevation
Here muthafucka, a little demonstration

CRACK ROCKS

Revolution's in my veins, this ain't comedia
I got a bad case of hammer & sickle cell anemia
Monopolized media homogenized hip-hop
Fuck rapping about cars or how good I can crip-walk
Bitch, get tossed, I'm letting you know
That I could give a fuck less about your platinum or gold
Or how I'm rated, if I'm hated, the CRACk will still rock
I'm gonna be babbling & rambling til the shackle's unlocked

So does CRACK rock? Or do crack rocks crackle
When the pipe is packed full & ignited delighted
I am to smack fools who think I rap to exploit ya
Keep ya 10 bucks with the truth I'll anoint ya

CRACKhead said CRACK rocks, CRACKhead said CRACK rocks
CRACK Rocks

The Way It Has To Be - Back to Top

Stop asking me, and take a fucking look for yourself
Put the book on the shelf, if yer hooked then get help
Examine look for deeper meanings and take it all in
Yer surroundings, yer mentals, rake it all in
And start the process, forget the objects
That you think are so precious, but its really fucking nonsense
we need to come together instead of drifting a apart
I give the gift of my heart to those willing and able
Not afraid of a label, like heretic or terrorist
Not scared to test the boundaries hoping for the very best
Times change and rhymes age, and so do we all
This is not the way it has to be, all empires fall
All dynastys crumble, from Rome to Great Britain
Americas ship is sinking, as it is written
As it is spoken, as the mentally unconscious are awoken
As more divisions, divisions are broken
What a notion, floating all alone in the ocean
Watching the erosion erode everything that you hoped fer
Cuz yer mind and soul are rotting sitting on the couch comfortably
But realize this mentality is not the way it has to be

Life can be hard I know but Ill try to explain
Happiness cannot be found on this material plane
Until my burial day, or a very old age
Ill be striving for an end to this imperial reign
My larynx is strained, but I keep ranting and raving
Craving peace, at least a cease to all these people blaming
Defaming, pointing the finger, letting the hatred linger
Instead of doing the same, a solution is what I bring here
Im all about two words, positivity and progress
Im going for infinity, you can sit and see or rock this
In mosh pits, Im recommend sendin a letter to congress
Not just getting zooted, and nod heads
Whats ya pleasure, ya poison?
Do you treasure the moments, when ya hear turn down the noise son?
Or do you melt away sitting in front of a screen
OR do you melt rocks, like a fucking fiend
Im not here to judge, just give you a nudge
In a direction that may or may not matter too much
I wanna touch, on a couple of subjects
Namely our fake republic and how were under the gun yet
We dont want to see that the Illuminati
Are running the whole world via oligarchy
You dont know what that means, and Im not gonna tell ya
So go educate yerself or else Im a failure
For those who are left just give me a sec-ond
Here's a little summary if you weren't paying attention
To reiterate, conditioning has numbed your reality
Open your mind, this is not the way it has to be

I might die tomorrow, thats why Im spitting and hitting
I only got one chance to do what I can with what Im given
& Remember the words of the trilateral commission
Wait who the fuck is that?
Like I said
Remember the words of the trilateral commission<
Self education and wisdom are practically acts of sedition
Soon thinking will be outlawed and I wonder if we can be free?
The answer is yes, but this is not the way it has to be

Spare Change - Back to Top

We're here stopping the conglomerates
from plotting the apocaplypse
& Dropping the facade
betwixt the pauper & the prosperous
Wake the ufck up!
That was to the populace
Who let the melting pot become
A bit too damn homogenous
But if you're really down,
Then dont' just fuckin' swallow this
'Cuz rebel politics and ignorance
Are not synonymous
I'm not a capitalist, I'm not a communist
I'm an autonomist who thinks
Hip-hop has got a bit monotonous
I spit enlightenment like I was chomping phosphorus
The motto is to seek Apollo's gift's
Yes knowledge is, the fountain which
A sip amounts to more than any account that's Swiss

I cant sit around and watch the world go up in flames
I cant just be numb and dumb and wave flags at parades
I cant tolerate more of this corporate control
I cant stand to see Americans not going to vote
I cant buy into lies, I cant wait in their lines
I cant support a war for oil soon the planet will die
I cant be complacent in the face of annihilation
I cant let the head of nation deface the foundation
I cant watch the constitution be secretly shredded
I cant believe they passed the PATRIOT act & they hadnt even read it
I cant I wont watch our freedom be drained
I cant possibly allow these scum to go unscathed
I cant sit stare at the hourglass & the sand
I cant waste what little TIME that I have
I cant I will never back away from this stand
I cant save the world, but change is at hand

I'm looking for transcendance
A mental application of the 13th amendment
Contentment is not the general consensus
Most folks restless, breathless with a death wish
So I stress this message til my head quits
We only got one chance, so make the best kid
Ain't got no time to waste on that depressed shit
So let's lift the world from it's oppressed pit
& give future something to be impressed with
A world they feel blessed to have been left with
Now right there is something to be obessed with
So turn the TV off and hit the EX-IT
Think local, focus on a segment
But don't limit yourself to what's accepted
Change what you can, and think progressive
Life's too damn short to have regrets shiiittt...

The Only Constant - Back to Top

I take this change thing
serious, it's the middle of my essence , huge
I got more revolutions per minute than a centrifuge

I wish I could
genetic engineer tolerance to spread like AIDS
But in a laboratory is not how I wanna spend my days

I pen my phrase, and move on past the jargon
One life and one soul for $20 what a bargain
Fuck the state and all it's various schemes
Always try to make us blind to thier nefarious dreams

I'm getting the system ready to fall like a thing of dominos
As retribution for all the cats in Guantonimo
American's we're stuck the in beast's belly blubber
Where you can't find salvation with even the priest's celly number

My rhymes are elevated, I snuck up on the lauch pad
Crossed paths with an astronaut and gave him all my boss raps
Toss cash into critical businesses
That pay fair wages instead of pitiful pittances

It's time to rise up, but first we gotta wise up

One too many songs about Cadillacs, and mothafuckin' battle raps
That shit's more poppy than when I crack a snapple cap
Unleash a heavy flow known to crash yer fragile raft
with my agile craft - I dismantle wack

Yeah cuz while y'all cats be rapping about some mindless shit
I've been over here trying to script a timeless hit
Rapping neck deep in the grime & grit
The slime & spit, mothafuck ya shining rims

And your ice and ya cream, I'll toss a molotov at Haggendaz
Turn a somber song into a message in a bottle bomb
Change is not a simple fad
We're them rabble rousers poking through your dimpled chads

While most acts talk about about clothes with monograms
We'll be over here rocking some shows for honorgrads
& squatter cats who live in abandoned hollowed shells
Unity is the message that we transmit follow well...

It's time to rise up, but first we gotta wise up

I got punks and philosophers saying that I'm hella dope
My third eye sees farther than the Hubble telescope
About to crack ya melon open up ya mind & spell a poem
That makes you wanna sell your home and smash ya ufckin cellophone(?)

Rebel alone, now tell me where's the fun in that
We chanting unity until the ufckin' sun is black
A gun is wack, I'll use a mic to strike at y'all
Take my hip-hop like my sushi, son I like raw!


Discoteca Antifa - Back to Top
Welcome to the land of the faster lane
Where one often get's choked by the master's chain
I do more than just hope for a lasting change
Eventually I'll have to dip & hit the astral plane

Cash & gain is not the main motivation
Most apathetic, like their brains novacaited
A mental epidemic, a mailaise of enslavement
Like a local anastethic to the brain who can change this?

These cats making hella profit turning peace to war
They unleash the beast between the sheath & sword
Heh, nobody wants to feed the poor
Just pay 'em slave wages making jeans look worn

For the chicest stores,
That's where you'll find 'em on the racks & shelves
Back in hell, kids are working for a fraction
Of the cash from sales, so ask yourselves

Is it worth it? Can I get a hell no?
Can I get a hell no? Can I can I get a get a hell no?

If my passion fails to inspire you to act then well
I'll be working til the beat breaks & beyond that
Tell 'em that it's on & that we all pack heat

In our hearts & minds, start to find truth in arts demise
Look into my hardened eyes,
'Cuz you'll never see a martyr cry
It ain't hard to die
When you're sick of living with more than just partial lies

On the ides of march we march & rise...

Welcome to this
convergence of the insurgency
24/7 working urgently to curb the emergence
of the serpentine
I curse nervously as I surf this surge of uncertainty
Serve diversity to a universe perversed commercially...

Postmodern Sysiphitis - Back to Top

Oh son I got an irie vibe,
For one song I'll stop talking all that firey jive
Smile in the heat, bask in the sunlight
Make me feel the pure love like music when it's done right

Togetherness we weather this storm
If we fall we bounce back like resonance
Dead presidents rule the world, but I'm not concerned
I said the more I think I know the more I got to learn

Oh son I think the time is right
One people one soul, let your fire's unite
Wile in the street, dance in the sunlight
Make me feel the pure love, make me feel the pure love

Togetherness we weather this storm
If we fall we bounce back like resonance
Dead presidents rule the world, but I'm not concerned
I said the more I think I know the more I got to learn


Life's Short - Back to Top

Life's short, most too busy they'll live it later
But a sunrise ain't the same hooked up to a respirator
Un-plus the escalator, walk like you was made to
Not for peace of mind, but just to prove you ain't afraid to
Even if you paid dues, even if you made news
No matter if you pray to the father, God or Jesus
Stay loose, & let the rythm unite us
Stay true, to them visions we have inside us
We might just learn that the tide does turn
You will find the sublime in due time, concern
Yourself with inner goals, not just at certain intervals
Progression as individuals is integral, but...

I know we're all different
But Really we're all the same
It's lame how division
Comes between brothers, stop the charade
I hate it how it's mano e mano
Everything's just a sport
But if I've learned anything it's
Life's too damn short

So make the best of it,
cuz 'for you get a chance to question it
your friends & fam are looking
through your last will & testament
Try not to waste ya time
Depressed at all the steps you missed,
Check ya wrist,
You already let two minutes & thirty seconds slip
Death is definite,
Best to learn dat lesson quick
Get a grip,
Realize that every breath's a gift
Ya got a girl, fo sho man, caress your chick
Hey, you got a gang, go on reprezent your clique!
You gotta fight? Make sure that you connect the hits
Graf-writer? Here's a can, tag the edifice
Your life's done, what does the contestant win?

Chorus

Existential Calisthenics (Where We Goin' Now?) - Back to Top

Somewhere I heard that life is a game of chess? If I may protest,
Trivial Pursuit, I would say is the name that best
Describes the pain & stress, brings alive the shame
and tense moments that we go through til
We're all layed to rest

We slave for cents, and dollars just to pay the rent
It doesn't make no sense, our ancestors shared their caves & tents
So all of a sudden we can lay cement,
We think that we've evolved
We're really just some apes who shave their face & neck

I watch this great descent and pray my words will make a dent
We may prevent extinction, but we have to face our gravest threat
It's not the comet or Osama in his favorite jet
Our worst opponent yet, is ourselves, though we may repent

My main regret is that I've shown the same neglect
That most humans show their brain
It's like a train that's on it's way to wreck
Some say my words mean less than a grain or speck
While others say my message sends 'em on an extraplanar quest

I don't know who to trust, & so I watch the rays reflect
I'm staring out the window, for this life I'm in major debt
I pay respect, with a little bit of change that I got
& with the little bit of brains that I rock I say

Everybody thinks that incidents are accidents
But evidence suggests that events are not coincidence

Life is a labyrinth, quite elaborate
Twisting turning, shouldn't even bother mapping it
You can't imagine it, even though you travel it
It's just like Plato said we haven't even left the cavern yet

Life is a long cave, it 's complex
Convex every time that it's concave
The wrong way, is easily found, we're all lost
All looking to escape somehow at all cost,

Trapped, this cage remains nameless
With no map we travel this maze aimless
Ya can't grasp? I'll put it plain layman's
Expect the unexpected, a saying that stays ageless

Everybody thinks that incidents are accidents
But evidence suggests that events are not coincidence

Man I gotta get away from all this lunacy
& see how the puzzle pieces fit beautifully
Sometimes nothings better than a soothing breeze
Looking at the moon, stars, & the lunar seas

Back when everything was new to me
I felt immunity, but I was soon to see
That many human beings weren't in tune with me
But I still strive for unity, why you think I got it tattooed to me?

But man I got bigger fish to fry
Change what I can, then go & kiss the sky
I don't wish to die, but death got me curious
Like, where my soul goes after enduring this

Existance, most follow the path of least resistance
Ya wanna go the distance? Stay consistant
With persistance at every single instance
Change for yourself, not a fuckin' business

What is this? Music or poetry?
Neither & both, just tools of a soul that's free
No one's controlling me, the roads open
So let's go check the beauty the beholder's seen

Kings of Post-Crunk - Back to Top

When I step up on the stage, most people like "who's this
Nuisance, talking 'bout how he got the blue prints?"
What? Mr. Agent of Change, Don't want your two cents
We want the latest of plain, we want the new trends

Now for every fucking rapper talking about assault & battery
You got another yapping about cristal & mammaries
I wish they would just, skip all the yammering
Use some brain matter and dissolve the savagery
Involve some strategy, tell the sheriff call the cavalry
'Cuz this train ain't stopping 'til we evolve the galaxy
This shit's deep, while y'all live shallowly
Burned by the Lantern? Try some balm & aloe v.

Lantern, never see me flossing a chain
In my clique wearing ice? I'm crossing ya name
Off my list of confidants, so many lost in the game
It's time to bring the real shit back, I'm often ashamed

See I'm a big picture cat, who has respect for the minute
Unplugging a world content to keep their eyes glued
To the idiot box, playing into Murdoc's Insidious plot
A hideous thought
Now big Pharmaceutical, strangers with the candy man
Got us all locked on Xanny's, Prozac, & Ambien
Time to rise up, we all can be the champion
A crowded room of people? Practically a pantheon
we're all gods, I know you got a book that disagrees
You think you got the answers? You overlook the mysteries
Come sit with me, actually come swim with me
In the stream of consciousness yes we're drifting free
In the moment, the future is a distant dream
Haunted by the cravings/addictions of our instant needs
Needs, heh, really means wants
& a want nowadays is a conditioned response
My mission's to lauch, your perception to a higher plane
Without the use of hypnotism, god talk, or Ibogain
I know pain, but I also know rapture
And this right here is where the slave whips the master

Colorblind - Back to Top
With a ferocious devotion I aim
To put a hold on this atrocious corrosion
Of the dynamic human spirit I'm posing a notion that
Evolution comes by force of will,not by coastin in motion

I watch the planets spin along elipitical axises
While the quest for knowledge takes a literal backseat
To your favorite program, it's pitiful can't we
Build instead of talking about the minimal, plant seeds

& let the garden grow,
the collective unconscious is starving yo
It's hard to know, what's right and wrong
So I write these songs to make sense of the tarnished glow

That eminates from my slightly rusted halo
For heaven's sake, I'm on a nightly rush to stay low
& say no to that which drains me of my pain for
A temporary duration, please helps need to find the strength lord

AOC, thinking outta the box
like that homeless kid living out on ya block
the world doubts us, but we got superior vision
Like they're colorblind, & we're describing the prism

Your mind's a prison, & you'll be sitting on death row
Until you break free, you'll never be let go
Look past the lies that are calling your head home
When you see the spectrum, just remember I said so

I'm not mad, there's no malice or spite
Yer the one missing Aurora Borealis at night
There's so much more than the black & the white
And what I'm offering is simply an atlas of light

There's more to life than what we've been taught
You gotta look for secrets seek to see what hasn't been sought
Ignore the hype, and fight what needs to be fought
The road map to true illumination cannot be bought

You might be happy, but there's always a twist
Like the pope finding out God doesn't exist
You might be laughing,but you don't know what you miss
& my only explanation goes something like this

AOC, thinking outta the box
like that homeless kid living out on ya block
the world doubts us, but we got superior vision
Like they're colorblind, & we're describing the prism

Odd to Me (Setting the Mood) - Back to Top
I know my views ain't soothing or subtle
News crews have polluted our struggle
Broadcast one side of the coin
Then offer up our muted rebuttle,
or at best it's diluted & muffled

For a fair price
They'd probably turn our future to rubble
Free speech? Choose between a noose & a muzzle
I see troops get recruited to shoot
For a futile pursuit,
they said that they had irrefutable proof
That Saddam to the bomb was like noodle's to soup
I don't dispute, he was an inexcuseable brute
But any halfway dutiful sleuth coulda Googled the truth
We sold him those weapons & approved of their use

What a beautiful dupe, now they looking at Iran
Like they wanna duke it out with cruises & nukes
Why? they have WMDS?
Sorry boss, already used that excuse

They got me fuming, the fuse, is lit
The consumer's confused
And I'm spewing lumens with tunes
Keep it booming for movement with a musical coup
& with all that in I hope improvement ensues

Something's really odd to me,
To most cats nowadays hip-hop is a commodity
Top 40 sounding like they had lobotomies
I think it's safe to say we hit the bottom, we

Went from anthologies of poverty
To power freaks talking about mysogeny
Mr. Smackabitch sounding hella cowardly
How'd ya like it if I roughed up your daughter, G?

See they turning this art into a novelty
Have me trade my sovereignty for sodomy
All these labels act oh so methodically
The whole industry operates robotically

In a age where honesty's an oddysey
And modesty is more like mythology
They made a science out of art, no apologies
We're here to change it all back, and I'm outtie, peace!

Cliche Anti-War Song - Back to Top


Klaxon Symphony Orchestra feat. Skeptik - Back to Top
See those headlines
talking 'bout war zones, ignore 'em
Sip Bordeaux and focus on your homes decorum
Kill em all - the lord knows to sort 'em
Wait, what's this Novus Ordo Seclorum?

Everything is on repeat, defeat
Your inner demon that be screaming feed me
I see bleak visions for the future less we
release energy with the hope we will acheive peace

So motherlove apathy, not the rapper,
But the trait that explains our downfall masterfully
Our task should be to dismantle this apparatus
As fast as we can
without appearing haphazard in rhapsody

Skeptik

We're in the midst of a
World war followed by a third roman numeral
But y'all stay concerned with your perm & your cuticles

Off to work, towards your table & cubicle
Spend your life boxed from ya cradle to ya funeral


Getting My Shine On - Back to Top
Better count the calories if you want to succeed
Cuz we amount to salary in this system of greed
If your income is low, then the chances are high
That you're a victim of the state and their white collar crimes

CEOs getting rich off the sweat of the proles
Slave labor in the prisons, truth about to unfold
Status quo don't see it 'cuz they dumb & they blind
Like morphine to the brain, numbing their minds

Paralyzed by the fear indoctrinated from inception
Trained to hate our own reflection, but that ain't how it is
We must rebuild our connections shrug off all rejections
We're taught that each mans and island, well I'm building a bridge

An architect of the future, 'cuz my life is my own
Not Pinnochio or Dolly, not a puppet or clone
The world is in our hands, it's up to us what we do
You can either wake up, or keep hitting the snooze

[chorus]
Change seem to be the best solution
Like a trip around the sun, a full revolution
Gotta stop the same shit from getting played on the all the stations
Like a comet passing earth, we changing the rotation
[/chorus]

Free trade starving children from Timor to Peru
But you would never know by just watching corporate news
whitewashed propaganda prescreened for the masses
Showing celebrity faces instead of babys in caskets

The fascist elite profit from starvation & death
Arming both sides of conflicts, til their's nobody left
The war machine grinds on, but I'm a stick in the spokes
They got a whole industry based on trickin you folks

Think for yourself, don't just take what I say
If you have goals for tomarrow, start changing today
& this ain't about a scene, a look or a fashion
It's about humanity, love & compassion

So keep an open heart like you had permanent surgery
This next part I speak with turbulent urgency
The corporate run media, it's gotta get dismantled
We bringing mad static, fuck yo Clear Channel

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Under the pretense of defense we rape & we steal
Dreams of world conquest, they making it real
Paint war as liberation, but tell that to the people
Who've seen it first hand, how can you turn your back on this evil?

So I guess it's wrong to get strapped to a bomb
It's ok to kill when we're after Saddam?
But at least the martyr is willing to die
Or the soldier who lives on to keep killing with pride?

So here's a question, can you mention a war
Where the people killing and dying weren't the desperate & poor?
Freedom & happiness, both respectable dreams
But torture and genocide are not acceptable means

But enough of that, there's hope & I know it
Peace is just a seed, it'll grow if we sow it
But we gotta get to planting, get our hands in the dirt
I'm gonna make the most out of my chance on this earth

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