I've had it but no ribs are broken on an addict with closed lips,
Post scripts are the explanations of clothes rips-
Love is there, but what is fair?
The mother's stare or the dad's gaze?
We've passed the "past phase",
People laugh as they ask "What's your catch phrase?"
"I Don't -- Give A --- FUCK!"
---and I mean that...
Lean back and smoke a spliff in a green wrap...
Let the notion drift and I'll open with the omen myth --
Soap and shit scrubbed and then drugged with an opiate...
Soviet ties from highs to lows to Karl Rove's,
That snarl those who would fight the Jaws of gnarled prose...
It would be enforced, but we're
FUCK-ING VOL-UN-TEER-ING!
I call it steering sheep to keep the people small and fearing...
It's all endearing, really, you're just ADORABLE!
As you support the will of these crooks and pay for their WAR TO KILL!!!
Are you sure you still feel like a patriot?
Save me it, you fucking moron, there's been a war on since Habeus -
Corpus, As they've forced this thought process upon you -
They conned you, if you're paying a bill YOU'RE A PAWN TOO!!!
Cuz money is fake, it's power that's real,
And every dollar you make just allows them to steal...
You support the system, YOU DO IT! YOU LET IT HAPPEN!
And how do I make you get it if I stick to multi-syllable rappin?
Every hour you spend is wasted in this culture...
Get to know your mind - It's behind the senses,
But to you it's closer...