Из альбома: Same Moon Same Sun
The paradigm done shifted
Keep in mind every single person around the globe is a witness
Reptilians, shape shifters
Motherfuckers think I’m crazy, my listeners (are)
The ones that’s woke and open minded to hear me out
So I leave any room for doubt
Viacom got your brain on mute
Drug barons got you stuck off lean
And you pair it with some weed topped off with amphetamines
Readily available like sweets from that corner store
The allure, I don’t get it (nah)
Imprisoning mind, body and spirit
By your own hand, c’mon man!
Hidden rituals are now visual prescribed by order
And think it’s recorded
Human acts of violence, assaults, murders at an all time high
Things (way beyond serious)
Things (way beyond serious)
Shit’s (way beyond serious)
Gangs (way beyond serious)
Police crime against the people
Being overturned as if being kicked on the floor
Curled up in a ball, case
(Freddie Gary) out in B-More
Civil unrest ways heavy on my chest
Shit is a mess
It seems demons done escaped through a portal or a vortex
Causing havoc, for many it sounds farfetched
Riddle me this, why would a man shoot himself in the face
Not normal, behaviour, unless you’re in a trance or possessed
That talk about being chipped or controlled
Yo it’s not a myth not at all
We living out a real life Farscape
Yet many avoiding the topic of that converstation
Donald Trump, an abomination, hand of Satan
That’s why many get high and drunk
To escape the very truth the government is quick to debunk
Things (way beyond serious)
Things (way beyond serious)
Shit’s (way beyond serious)
Gangs (way beyond serious)