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...
