Check it out! Well mister lyrical paragraphs your tracks make me laugh You fronted a microphone, you didn't pass math In science, the main ingredient; to be the finest of the fittest you did it and yo, I ain't with it. You failed all the lessons, wanna remain in the top ten? Stop, look. and listen, give props to the light skinned Knowledge is the key to be the best of a black man Wisdom understands the ways of a Deutsch land Devilish attitudes that really make me rude It's Friday the thirteenth, you're all doomed It's Jason, and Michael Meyers, and Freddy all combined You say we're the savages, but look who eats swine The pig, there's only one vein in the body I'm at the Hot Vocka and I want me a Swanee Bring him along, I hear a bell, what the hell? I'm tortured, the emcees, they promised not to tell! Oh swell, I got too many styles you can get with What's up Doc? Like Bugs Bunny with his carrot Sing him a song, I wanna rock about the babies It won't be long until you're pushing up daisies.

The Planet is Dead Go Home! Stand the eff back The blood moon is rising Demons on the attack You're the one who'll be dying with your Ideology and Logical fallacies It's a tactical strike Deep neurological crawlin', see? We can't survive or carry on With one face representing, so many will fall It's about time we all fought back, Rise to rightful power and watch the odds stack! It's a time bomb, it's about to blow When the time comes, well then you'll know A stab in the back, or a shot through the heart show no signs of weakness, or be ripped apart and remember The Planet is Dead, Go home.

“All of this is pointless…why’d it have to be this way?” [VERSE 1 – HOPELESS SOUL] You ever live like everybody’s against you Nobody by your side in all the madness that you live through Dark days, and these nights are cold Living everyday life like you lost your soul Then you’ll be in my world, one that’s power-driven Where everything’s taken, nothing is ever given Getting by is just a matter of being the worst Possible person you can and not going down first Because it’s you or them, time is running low now You got three options, which way will you go do down 1: Mugged by your neighbor, 2: murdered by the cops Or 3: fighting for your life until your heart stops Get up run, better grab your gun Never trust anyone, or you’ll be d-d-done Indiscriminate violence you’re on everyone’s hit list Nowhere to left to hide, no reprieve for a witness [HOOK] Welcome to my side of hell Broken glass and trails of blood Dumpsters, spray paint, and smog The way we live is all messed up I’m sick and through with this world No hope, no time for fleeting dreams Resistance leads to your grave Stagnation rips your life at the seams “Attention citizens, leave now or we will be forced to clear the streets” [VERSE 2 – MILITANT LEADER] You ever live like you’re trapped in a cage Full of dirty, hungry animals all seething with rage? Dozens of these pests coming straight in a mass And your only motivation is the onset of cash? Welcome to my world, and it reeks of pit stains Roadkill, and methane, It’s so real, it’s insane How much these people wanna die, but dammit I ain’t gonna lie A bullet shot straight through their eye just gives me the biggest high Call me a murderer, call me a criminal But if they just complied, then casualties would be minimal We’re the ones who are doing all the good Trying to progress the city the way that we should But these parasites are trying to impede on our goals And the price paid for getting in our way is the death toll Indiscriminate violence, damn right you’re on our hit list Nowhere left to run, no reprieve for a witness [HOOK 2] Welcome to my side of hell Empty shells and splatters of blood No sleep, no rest for the just Body count on the rise and it effin' sucks I’m sick and through with these fools Burn it all till there’s nothing left It’s game over for all these dissenters The only one who can save them now is Death [VERSE 3/BRIDGE – CORRUPT BIGWIG] Look at them…scrambling for their lives like the dogs that they are They can try and run all they want, they won’t go very far To be honest, I feel a little bad for them, it didn’t have to be this way Too bad for them, taking this city was nothing but mere child’s play While those rats scurry around killing each other for dirt and crumbs We who hold the money and power are drinking shots of rum The best part? We didn’t have to spend a single dime A free murder show from this penthouse suite, life is just sublime

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