I don’t really wanna meddle w/ political ideals…
Or, worship wicked idols that fall over idle heels,
Doomed deals w/ devils spell trouble connived via spies,
Realism is - disguised while comprised lies arise…
Causing so much mortified pain and loss…
As misled eyes are hypnotized midst the brainwash,
Religious magic, mortals protected by a chain and cross,
Wizards remain in Oz, praying for some rain and frost
Freeze the earth’s plane crust, it moves insane plus rushed
Stresses then strains kill US, lest we remain focused
Brain’s concussed by cretins who cuss from dawn till dusk
Born to bust, remove “kid gloves” I buck knuckle dust,
Fucking w/ lust for whorish sluts as I unbuckle my nuts…
Better yet, stay zipped-up, since a quick fuck could Kill,
Medical Tabs is expensive, and I’m not able to “Foot the Bill”
Shit’s ill… but I’m still living, giving props to GOD,
It’s odd I encounter outer bodily visions lost in lands of sods,
Subconscious plots are applied to rot intellects at the roots,
Misinformation mix w/ biased views projects on TV News
As sleazy crews cause riots, a select few make easy moves,
GM crops produce fake fruit; methods used not mistake proof,
Eating bellyache food like spoof, then my GP makes loot…
Nursing these curses assisted by Nurses in paper suits
Looting credit as cancerous nations sweat an escape route,
Aids patients hold patience for a cure or a breakthrough,
Duping starts at birth, first training your right hand to grip bottles
Since superstitious asses connected left handedness w/ devils
I kick and punch in battles w/ four limbs flowing ambidextrous,
Feed the world charities - raise funds come every Christmas…
So how comes African sons are still hungry for breakfast?
Orphans wane to the tune of barons exploiting warlords’ raw suffering,
Presidents resent fingers pointing towards their government,
Punishment condemns rebels as rubbish, a run-ragged nemesis…
Guerrillas grapple fire sticks for justice, and get tagged terrorist,
From psychedelic physics to psychics
Hypnotist tricks plus angelic sidekicks
You’d better Duck and hide quick!
The Man’s still brutally swinging the same cosh
Subliminal spies singing “Prepare for the Brainwash”