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(Verse 1)
Government lies disguise market enterprise.
Criminalized lives are serving burgers and fries,
Oh what a surprise.
Distribution of wealth uneven.
Upper echelon ten percent is straight scheming.
Private prisons profit off of occupancy.
It’s not a problem when you got them in a democracy.
Return quicker pulling the trigger so flood the ghetto with guns,
And give them petty law minimums.
Cutting back on they cost, hiring incompetent staff.
Jail is just a thing of the past.
At last,
The prison industrial complex is a concept in context of convicts.
C take it to the O, N, S, P, I,
R take it to the A, C, now the Y.
They got cash to the point where it’s illegal.
You say you ballin but I simply just don’t believe you.
(Hook) x 2
Running in a circle, chasing a dream.
You need that money and that money got you like a dope fiend.
A dollar on a fishing line, right in a trap,
Fall back. You running with the blinders on jack.
(Verse 2)
There’s bigger issues in this world than ice and rims.
They capitalize on the market like Clark’s and Timbs.
And you ain’t seen a god damn dime,
But these prison got people working like slaves on assembly lines.
Only difference is the noose on your neck is iced out.
A 25 to life get your labor priced out.
Only bars that you spitting is keeping you in position but you too stubborn to listen so I make it my mission,
To breathe knowledge.
But it’s a f*@%#! shame that I gotta play the game and make it so it takes no brains to understand.
2 million people incarcerated.
Prison, policing, and government I gotta say it.
Pulling the resources from the education,
Executing to perfection the Madison Wealth of Nations.
These are the options that you pose to my people.
You say you gangster but I simply just don’t believe you.
(Hook) x2
Running in a circle, chasing a dream.
You need that money and that money got you like a dope fiend.
A dollar on a fishing line, right in a trap,
Fall back. You running with the blinders on jack.
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I write for these times in the mind apocalyptic.
A prophet, prophesize wise words are gifted.
Speak the common tongue and not a one is spoken cryptic.
A bible is a chapter, my hand writes prolific.
The earth is on its axis, the planet turns I tip it.
Traveling upon the roads where souls are sadistic.
I’m lighting incense and meditating spirit lifted.
Seeking knowledge and the truth the roots of all my mission.
And empty vessel, the polarized lives have shifted.
The coming of an Armageddon with a carbon imprint.
Gaze upon the clouds the wind will blow forever rigid.
A salvation to an after life is just a figment.
Turning holy water into wine and getting twisted.
From the innocent to wicked they are all my kindred.
A range of emotions from the livid to the timid so I live it till the day I’m finished it’s a mile a minute.
Feel it in your spirit, feel it up inside your limbic.
Independent and essential yo it’s all intrinsic.
Cross the barriers created and we pass the limit,
To a thing that can’t ever be measured, forever infinite.
To a mental leper colony I am clinic.
When people confide in ideas that are dualistic.
Every holy book, every religion it hinted.
They took it and spin it till every person a cynic.
Self admitted and against one self is pitted.
Ever since Adam and Eve took the apple and picked it.
Ever since they half witted eventually bit it.
We believed in travels to hell on a one way ticket.
Waiting for the Mayan calendar to flip the digits.
People rioting and police brutalizing the picket.
In the name of business, bearing so false to the witness, searching for the riches, cataclysmic. Can we have forgiveness?
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