your mind | that's the power of media | the right answers are hard to find | see through their lies | you need to search for what's right | their corruption
I can come through, and I can get her into a interlude At the same time I can have the tool, that's the microphone the utensil While I come through the
now say goodbye so tell me now how can we survive when our world is broken we're burned and crucified when the lies are spoke the light can't break through
try to forget them These lines, they lead back to the roots We could trace them back but it might break us in two There are answers out there, I?m just
telepathy and tech-remote viewing so you're all-knowing right answer me how the future will be is it the end or just the beginning follow me First you gotta break
square as a pool table with no dynamics implanted but you couldn't understand why all of your gigantic rap sounded so bland but the answer was right
old people, goin through rigamortis While the government tortoise, slow to support us Instead they record us and give us self-righteous orders Reporters implore us, not to break
rappers in a coma So faggotts stop the grinnin', them chrome rims reflect The hate in your face as you see em spinnin' MC's are screamin', "No mo' shoutouts" through
oh no We won't let you slip inbetween We say no, oh no We won't let you squeeze right through Give you second chances easily We wait for answers, for
believe and you will fly There's always time Sometimes it's an impossible ride People telling you what's wrong and what's right You know what to do It's time to break through
me wanna go and cry rain Your rhymes can't find the track like a fuckin blind train Unique individual, you can go read it in my name Lives through out
[Sample: "Have you heard it? Sing along. If you didn't hear it you're gonna hear it right now."] [Slug] Bam, the door way opened for me I saw ways
I study the blank stares to answer my questions of how and why I got so many grey hairs. I take care of the nervous that runs through my extension cord
Slug] Shrapnel... I can't remember who asked me, but someone asked me How long I thought that I would be allowed atop this trash heap I didn't answer
another look inside, now take hold And tell me what you see Looking through painted windows! New visions of a world that's been passing by And right
see [Me] He may be right [Best Friend] so much to live for [Me] I've got to fight [Best Friend] Questions to answer [Me] I will pull through [Best
Deployed the damn airbags from the dash Went through 'em and laughed Came back an hour after the accident and bit A god-damn jaw-breaker in half So stop
what you've been needing is right before your eyes you'll hold the answer in your hands and then you'll know you'll finally understand why why did the right