I'm stumblin through the dark and i cant see shit
thunder rumblin in the distance
like an underground resistance
trying to make changes
anarchy is overrated
world issues on the brain
so many issues leave me jaded
the light can save a soul,
or pollute a world
organic machines, feeding off beams of shit,
it aint reality but it seems legit
they channel our dreams and feed off us like fiends
its just like diverting a stream
all i hear is the screams
what does all of this mean
all i know is that i can rap in my sleep,
and i can rap on stage
i can rap you up in darkness
like im working for minimum wage

its time get up and get ready to kill
this is for all you soldiers seeking a thrill
just pop this little pill and you wont feel pain
get shot and just get up, get up again
if you dont step to battle ill kill your friend
ya this is the pretty message ill send
words are weapons or so ive been told
my exterior might be sweatin
but hearts bleeding cold
im just waiting for this plot unfold
you know this worlds been bought and sold

too much propaganda, too much curruption
news crews use tools to manipulate inductions
they spin stories for ratings and skew the viewers view
its a method of brainwashing, what you gonna do?
for the most part I'd have to say the masses are screwed
fucked like a gaping ass, sorry for being rude
stay tuned its world war three part two
like hiphop, war is art too
keepin you on a plain balanced but insane
everybody knows theres a scene behind the show
the illuminati grow and take over the globe
oh wait we're too late, they got us owned
and mother natures being raped to the bone
we'll never get it right like the son of god has shown
and its all displayed on tv for you sitting in your home
they got a lot of weight on you crushin on your dome
you hear me ringing but you dont answer the phone

im a lost soul - out on a plain
ive lost my mind
ya im fucking insane
got drugs on the brain
let me hollar at the people
im trying to refrane
but i gotta chase the steeple
my perceptions leathle
i can spin like a dime
the way i affect views
its like my callings to shine
the calling is mine
but im sure to share the journey
never a waste of time
just to end up always learning
still im always burning
ways to buck the system
i derived my power and sacred wisdom
from a telepathic vision
sent over the ages
if i wrote it out
id have to print a hundred pages
my favorite place is an oasis
full of life and leisure
this aint motion picter
this aint the main featre
what the fuck you thinking
spillin on my floor
get the fuck up
and get your ass up off my porch
just for laughs and nothin more
i would never fuck a whore
i would never rob from a store
never drive a porche
never hide when it pours
cuz im hard to the core

yo its enocy bringing fake rap to a halt
its world war three and the target is yall
Illuminati Eugenisists wanna murder us all
eliminate the weak like a murder assult
they're plans to formulate a superior race
got the nerve to play god, for heavens sakes
hate runs through their viens like vodka and chase
its like a full fledged show, an opera of fakes
a worthy offer is all that it takes
to currupt a man in power
from there curruption showers
in pools and collectives, infect the electives
to impliment arane objectives
so wrekless no one could test it
and if they tried they would regret it forever, so clever
however if you endevour you can achieve the greatest
fuck all the haters

dark times call for dark rhymes
and dark rhymes come from dark minds,
the type of dark that'll leave you feelin blind
the type of blind that'll cripple like a broken spine
sometimes I dont make sense, go take a toke of wine
that was a joker line and borderline total grime
whatever fine, theres gotta be more to time
I just kill it, theres gotta be a door to find
a whole new perspetive, a whole to objective
something to do, someone to kill
a new point of view, a new set of shoes
to walk in, a new tone of talk in
i never seen a dead body chalked in
and if i ever saw one id keep walkin
dogs barkin but it dont phase me
alien languages making sense i must be crazy
when im lit i get lazy with eyes purple hazy
im white as a ghost like patrick swayze
infected with hiphop like i had rabies
i got focus and a clear mind
with the meds i got i feel fine
when i rap i feel shine

hi there pretty eyes
ive been waiting for this day
ive been living lies
help me change my ways

sometimes I get so lonely
that I dont know what to do
all I know for real is
I want to be with you

open your eyes

walk along with me
down this moonlit shore
i built a castle for you
just to say i love you more

no word could ever do it
its all about the energy
when i lay close you you
i feel a certain clarity

open your eyes

my style is hot
it'll burn you like lava
i rip the mic like i rip wires
hotwiring chevy impalas
my brains like a tossed salad
and entertain when i cause havok
lots of fixins
but still theres slim pickins
this shit is written
or is it freestyle
you and me girl
your givin me a sweet smile
lets jump in that leaf pile
hope theres no dog shit
then we can hop around
making sounds with our armpits
or pretend to be thugs
and get armed quick
ill grab a gat
and ill give you a long stick
yea yeah we'll do it like that
do it slow like when im eating your, hat
a ratta tat tat i smoke piles and make my brain splat
i feel like ive lost track
what the fuck im so cracked
cant write a decent rhyme
at least i still rock a hurley cap
i was once on a freedom path
but I fucking lost the map
i feel like a magic trick gone wrong
ive been cut in half

im rapping TO THE BEAT
dont take crap on the street
keep an eye on cops that walk the beat
creepin beats made by a freak that'll make ya weak
a keeper of the ether
a verbal street sweeper
and esoteric speech speaker
is it better to be arian or meeker
whos taking over the world
its a bordroom of bankers and gangsters
from my point of view
the entire globe is run by pranksters
a demented species
like pigmies with weak knees
why does this dead mommy keep speakin to me!
maybe cuz i wrapped her in leather
i can rap in bad weather
my four leaf clovers getting brittle and older
im a lyrical soldier pouring folders in the moring
lookin out the window i can see birds soaring
im all over the place
at least my lyrics aint BORING
i can tune a car and carry cherries in my bottocks
ive watched too much Family Guy and drank way to much clorox

we are the fallen
angels from heaven
this is where he sent us

one with a calling
his throat will be severed
taught to be relentless

we are free
made like thee
in the image god
thats it thats all

hes on a mission
hes saving the world
everything will be fine

just sit and listen
the trophy will glisten
polished till it shines

were killing mother nature
i wish that i could save her
is there nothing we can do
all we do is rape her
it tears me up inside
watching our planet die
why do we kill that which keeps us alive
i see so much destruction
and man made pollution
too much corruption
i pray for a solution
is fate real
or is it an illusion
do we have a choice
or are we stuck on one conclusion
is there a way we can save the day
and change the path of evolution

i start to wonder why i have paid the price
all i wants a simple girl that will always treat me nice
stay up all night please keep the lights on
gimmie a tune that i can write off

whats new with you have you come to terms
i love swapping spite ill trade you germs
when your not here i miss you so much
i love you more than Homer loves donuts

i hurt so bad i pray to die
all these words ive memorized
i gave up hope ill never try
theres nothing left but your surprise

too much pain it never fades
i pray to god to change my ways
im stuck in now there is no end
theres nothing left to defend

starved for food im hungry now
im always sad i always frown
if u want ill be your slave
until the so called end of days

whats left to say its all been said
i really wish that i was dead
nothing left but cringing pain
i pray to god it never rains

my eyes are closed i cannot see
i wish that i was free
to think out loud just in my head
i really wish that i was dead
maybe ill just shut up instead
its time for food im breaking bread
whats the deal what is my fate
i cant stop the voices
im filled with hate

is there nothing i can say to make things better
is there nothing i can do to make things better

im so fucked up my mind is broke
take a breath inhale the smoke
i wish i could shut off my mind
im going crazy in due time
maybe ill just get crunked off wine
turn off the lights then ill be fine
what can i do to make things right
please fuck off turn out the lights

is there nothing i can say to make things better
is there nothing i can do to make things better

my lifes a string of wasted time
popping pills to kill the shine
ether flicks in specs of light
that last all day and every night
i wish to stay here out of sight
im so afraid im pale white
i pray to god for salvation
to avoid hell and damnation