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I wake up every day and I feel out of place,
an alien amongst the human race,
Like I’m from outer space, from another planet,
trying to figure out this world, I don’t understand it…
Goddamn this spaceship’s landed,
mission to find what’s wrong and who planned it???
Roam the land with ropes in hand,
ready to hang the man who sold dope to Sam...
Damn cousin Sam, he’s not your Uncle.
Need to expose the beast, full frontal...
Horde G’s underneath in bundles,
Air, land and sea, budget, double...
What’s that??? I smell it, trouble...
Have a pin, stick it in, pop this bubble...
Magnify, telescopic, Hubble...
Take a look-see, do you spot it??? Rubble…
You can tell by the look on my face,
I’m sick of this place, so I got to pick up pace,
and do up my lace to open up the gates to face Hell,
anti-gravity means I don’t need no weigh scales,
From above I can see these tall tales,
down below, pyramids glow has grown stale...
Microphone mission I won’t fail...
Dethrone Skull and Bones, juxtapose Yale…
Wake up today and see the lighted rays,
Shining down from beyond all sighted space,
The keepers watch with a sighted gaze,
No as above, so below I'll wait...
We work like slaves and the banks are fucking us,
because most of us don’t have a fund to fucking trust...
Buy trucks and go broke to fill them up,
run amok, to and fro for dough to pay them off,
That’s weak sauce, but nothing, I say...
Look down south or east bound for dismay,
Children diseased, they can’t play...
Its all for nothing but greed and money...
The monetary system we live in is prison,
it must be hard living with nothing to piss in,
No food in their stomachs or even medicine,
health therein plummets and no care we’re giving, It’s sickening...
Turn off your TVs, A whole world out there with people grieving...
The land isn’t seeding and babies are teething,
the bombs they are dropping, who are they reaching???
This is me speaking, Gaia is leaking, her heart pours bleeding,
her soul is leaving...
Why are we treating each other like weaklings???
We’re fighting over rubber and meek things...
I’m gagging and heaving every evening,
they’re spreading and reaching the lies they are weaving,
Your eyes they are seeping, its sick and deceiving,
so wake up now while you’re breathing...
Wake up today and see the lighted rays,
Shining down from beyond all sighted space,
The keepers watch with a sighted gaze,
No as above, so below I'll wait...
I inscribe lyrical melodies to beats I fall in love with. A delectably dark past, supremely sensible present and
fantastically felicitous future inspire me with every syllable I utter. I hope you enjoy listening to my songs as much as I enjoy writing them....more