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Mr Traumatik

Real Talk

 

Real Talk

(album: Traumatised Volume 3 - 2013)


Traumatik, Traumatised Vol. 3
Big up Akira on production

My slave name is Marcus, you can call me Traumz
The government, they're killing us with man-made storms
Artificial viruses, mutated forms
No fairy tales, I'm not talking unicorns
They're killing us with chemtrails and flouride in your water
Your food is full of toxins and it's causing mental torture
My slave name is Marcus, you can call me Trauma
All I see is chaos, hatred and disorder

Heart of a soldier, thoughts of a psychopath
Devil on my shoulder, I'm trying to take the righteous path
Keep your weapon close cause when we fight they're gonna strike us back
Nuclear bombs, air strike attack
There's no time to chat, it's getting twice as bad
Human beings like mice caught inside a trap
I'm creeping in the dark, where the spiders at
I've got stripes on my shoulder like a tiger's back

Don't believe a word that you heard on your television
Trust in your intuition, instinct and premonitions
9/11 was pre-planned demolitions
I told 'em all before, but no one ever listened
Cause they're petrified, I can see the terror in 'em
Evil entities, I'm fighting 'em and wrestling 'em
They're using fear, they're controlling you with terrorism
Anger, hatred, devilism

I've been to Hell and back, I went to Heaven too
Don't believe a word what your government are telling you
Aspartame and flouride is what they really selling you
Telling you the truth, is something that they never do
Fuck taxes and the Inland Revenue
Click blam blow, gunshot residue
And if I miss I'll grip a knife and stick a weapon through
I'll leave your body paralysed like venom do

They don't want people who are smart enough to sit around the kitchen table to figure out how badly they're getting fucked. You know what they want? They want obedient workers they don't give a fuck about you

I show emotions when I'm speaking, it's not just words, innit
The government are talking shit, I wouldn't believe a word of it
Just be strong and positive, we're going through the worst of it
Your thoughts become reality, your words are like a curse, innit
Telekinesis and telepathy, I'm learning it
When people talk about me, my ears start to burn, innit
Paradise is near, but people ain't deserving it
The Earth is like a living being, we're about to murder it

Intergalactic energies, altering your anatomy
One hundred thousand miles and hour, spinning round the galaxy
The Earth is giving birth to a being called humanity
It's gonna be messy, loads of blood and loads of agony
It's gonna be chaos, loads of violence, loads of anarchy
All I see is hatred, jealousy and vanity
People use brutality aggressively and savagely
My speciality is practically insanity

This new world strategy is killing us dramatically
They're using allergies and dumbing us down gradually
So don't be sad if someone dies, don't cry it's not a tragedy
Death is an illusion, all it is is immortality
Try challenge me, I research fanatically
When it comes to deepness, no one's in my category
Now I see the clarity, life is like a holographic virtual reality

Dimethyltryptamine's a form of internal therapy
Astral travelling the universal territory
Detox your third eye, you can learn telepathy
Tantric orgasms, big surge of energy
Fifth-dimensional entities are standing next to me
People call 'em demons, I call 'em random entities
I'm talking facts, that's why my fans remember me
My head is feeling like I took a thousand grams of ecstasy

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