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Soul Glo

Untitled 2

 

Untitled 2

(Album: Untitled - 2016)


This is the only life I've ever lived
24-hour existential exploitation
Poisonous presences in this passionless populace
Sneak diss in the dark, hissing like the snakes that they are
"Solidarity" is a loaded word
Spoken by master manipulators who would rather be seen than heard
With or without help, these social hierarchies sustain
I smell the intent on yr breath, I know what you think you can gain

Slip into the side of my eye as I soldier through a sea of shit attitudes
Two-faced Philadelphia, where everyone always has something better to do
May as well be my adversary
Talking loud and saying fucking nothing

Recite the rhetoric of manufactured dissent while your constructive contributions are conveniently absent
Comfort is a fallacy afforded by complacency
A standard condescendingly perceived as trickling down
To the poor, suffering masses

There's little good to be done by only speaking out in one's own realm of influence
And that's a reminder to myself for every day through which I am forced to live

(I'm talking about you, I'm speaking to you
I'm talking at you, I'm speaking through you
I'm speaking for you, I'm speaking to you
I'm speaking for you, I'm speaking to you
I speak for you)

Facing down a rival, squeezing the life from an enemy, or better yet
Taking back what's rightfully mine from those who only profit off of me
Seems to be the best course for liberation
But how many must be slain, maimed, or otherwise moved from my way before I too find power disfiguring?

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