got bored in school today and wrote this shit...if youve ever heard "the come up" by az....well thats the beat i had in my head writin this shit...the topigraphical part is pretty shaky...just kinda bounced from subject to subject
i constantly question, your concepts demoralize
the cracks start to reveal what the primer hides
obliged, but still, civilization remains uncivilized
prepared for the downfall of the occupation uprise
theres just too much activity to deal with
the states under emergency due to metamorphisis
i know the ropes of this, raised by less than fifth-
-the richest providence controlled through dominance
taken as a joke, but still impossible to cope
so we toke, problems evaporate like smoke
the mind becomes divine when lungs are choked-
-with THC, the head runs in smoother strokes
pressured under earthly actions, controlled contractions
the key to happiness is delayed reactions
multiple brain cells reduce in subtraction
the mind grips infomation with tangible traction
the worlds drug...is most likely unreturned love-
-yet we're blind to the sings from above
athiology is cosmotology conformed to a glove
brainwashing the weak, pushes from into shoves-
-shoves take the world into states of illusion
...so now everyones in state of blund confusion
the mind of the wise is full of post-conclusions
the weak's temple, left unprotected to intrusions
blind distributions only continue cycles of greed
plants of hate sprout every spring, with endless need
a by-product of anti-war policies, it all just feeds-
-into streams of generalizations, as hypocracy breeds
