Man, looking back It would have been easy to go off track I kept my mind intact, matter a fact We in the midst of a cause a revolution Alot of people got mental confusion The result of some sort of collusion That left blood and bruising On the ego of your minds eye Start back from square one have fun time to begin the rebuilding process Powers of the mind fueled by spinal fluid forces Product of some gossip these motherfuckers lost it Could have been a profit if not for your dumb shit Try to reorganize the structure make some renovations Eat some food without them lacing Im filled with the poison my body keeps going To the next interaction, hopefully relaxing, if not take action End up passing time beneath the Earth for what its worth you never had a chanceFate determined like some ancient curse released upon the end of this verse got you leaving in a motherfuckin hearse Now you know im in contempt and im fuckin heaven sent Got a line of motherfuckers here waitin to repent And you know i represent, everyone whos hell bent On trying to make them pay for them crooked evil ways i got plenty wealth and im here counting it for days but im talking about my health and them shining sun rays Not these fake fucking bills and these fake fuking pills Snakes looking at they brothers like theyre their next meals Man im tired of the lies and the world being led by devils in disguise I can see it in their eyes the questions and the whys Gonna have to slay whoever motherfuckin tries Im living in a world thats corrupted by the greed And it starts real young yeah im talking about the seed They take what they want and then they take what they need Im gonna keep fighting cause everyone bleed They got shit all backwards, looking up to actors Reading off a script but then they stay tight lipped When it comes to the truth they supress the facts By making you sign disclosure contracts Im taking up arms with whoever this attracts We gotta take the crown and take it with an axe Now you know im in contempt and im fuckin heaven sent Got a line of motherfuckers here waitin to repent And you know i represent, everyone whos hell bent On trying to make them pay for them crooked evil ways

This is the trump card, decision so hard. Should I choose between living lies or ending lives? The future seems bleak as we speak. Calculations of ill intentions well defined. I’m having visions of children in prisons. Slate wiped clean, with surgical incisions. The future of public education, no more mind racing, straight meditating. Distracted from occurrences in foreign lands, Middle Eastern sands with Western plans. The message is clear, you sit there and fear, propaganda you hear, yeah evil is near. Make you act rashly, situation turns nasty, stuck in a circle of thought that will prove to be lastly. In your mental order of operations, contemplating conflict between nations. It never changes men sitting at the top control wages. Buy up all the land avoid taxes and slip money into the hand. Of corrupt officials, and even some ordinary individuals. To protect their assets in accounts overseas or when they hide behind false charities. Got the common folk on their knees. Praying from a gift from god while they crying in the sod. They sit in mansions, controlling fates with a nod, yeah this really happens, along with murder and kidnappings. The gap widens between the top and the bottom, only one side gets stuck with the problem. We let it happen cause we comfortable enough not to complain, lose power for a few days and go insane. Things are created by design, whos your guess is as good as mine. Was it father time, or some other, what does it mean to be a brother. Is it genetic composition or another factor a collection of matter with a desire to control its own fate, before its too late, on an unknown date It can happen any moment, in this experiment your traits are inherited but your life is constructed and now you feel like you hit a snag don’t like where you heading. Free fall with no netting or safety device, a victim of vice, a roller of the dice. What they call a gambling man who lacks structure and a plan, simply leaves the cards to fall where they may. A final foray, the last day of your past life, step into the future where its not only cats and dogs they neuter. Sterilized, analyzed, computerized, then rendered obsolete, replaced by a new fleet. Ignorant of the facts and past collapse, emotional extracts caught it traps perhaps, with drug induced naps. What has this become, controlled by the gun of demons wearing human skin. Make war begin, pull a nuclear pin, ultimate moral sin, do it with a grin. Only seek profits, and they own status, nothing else matters in this apparatus. This is the trump card, decision so hard. Should I choose between living lies or ending lives The future seems bleak as we speak. Calculations of ill intentions well defined.

Waiting on revival in a game of survival Hold onto your bible or anything else that you hold sacred Dont want to do this anymore, lets settle the score Always want more, open the door To new frontiers, happiness and a tears living side by side Molecules divide, giving birth to new life in this world of strife Lifetimes of trials and tribulations taken for granted, stay in line or be reprimanded As good as your worth to the economy Consumer culture creating monetary sodomy Lifetimes of debt for crumbs on the table this real life aint no fable Whats left to know, lifes a cycle where you start small then you grow Many things passing through the rings of life Absolute infinity think about it twice Take a couple lifetimes, spread across like vines A distant explosion, somewhere theres a notion Of starting the process of organization incarnations creating manifestations in multiple locations with grand aspirations Perfect coordination or just a big mess A chance encounter in the timeless hour Gave rise to the motion of events That constantly represents the product of intents

Obelisks and flying discs the days pass while we reminisce let me give you an example a small taste just a sample the breath comes in as it begins to fill you full of life the light dims enter a room, greeted by grins is this a set up or am i just paranoid real human or cybernetic droid as we move into the realm of science fiction those who go searching for the truth end up missing just another casualty, obscure your sight like a canopy its just a mass interaction, energy following the law of attraction the sun sets and perceptions change it all exists and finds a way to rearrange i have a feeling it will never be the same construct concepts in my mind no need for a crane I'm using levitation like i was building the pyramids unveiling mysteries under sarcophagus lids atlantis reveals itself as the waters receed rewriting history imagined by those who lead this is a push for liberation rivalry can only cause an escalation of bloodshed and warfare the warriors death is brutal and unfair met by the cold stare of dead eyes as they look towards the sky we all have to die so fight for the truth instead of protecting the lie open up your third eye