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Conscious Rapper
When I
started making joke records back in '06 I
never thought I'd ever be one of the
last lyricists Categorized with the
guys of a
genre I
don't get 'Cause I
rap in English and convey concepts All these mumble rappers indicate our culture is a
void But the
nihilism came from the
era just before them Conscious rappers real woke with a
played-out message Just the
stalest of the
crumbs dropped down by their professors You're a
house boy doing what you're told, you ain't a
rebel Just a
well behaved slave, Stockholm sentimental Talking 'bout you miss you miss your childhood and place you grew up, I
don't I
couldn't wait to grow up and get out of the
cult You say you're sick of the
corruption, giving your support To whatever thief is promising to break you off a
cut Of the
pie that he stole from the
innocent and virtuous Virtuous productive men of genius fucked And devoured by the
cannibals, hated for their good Ripped apart and resented, we're rational animals At war with reality, shutting off our faculties Organized into mobs, individuality Trade for the
pressure group, I
find it funny All these real woke folks saying "Follow the
Money" You're a
Marxist mark, all you see is transactions Economic groups, intersectional factions You chose this, traded gold for government fiat Fuck following the
money, bitch follow the
ideas Anti-capitalist sentiments is hatred of the
selfish Which is hatred of the
independent thought Which is itself a
rejection of reason, which is hatred of existence And these neurotic cowards run the
ivory tower Young minds being poisoned by lifeless professors Persecuted Jewish bankers that have joined their oppressors Demonizing financiers that keep us all alive Hatred of finance and usury is hatred of the
mind Long-term plans, concepts of reality We nail 'em to a
cross so we could regulate the
industry And have a
lobby system marry government to business You wonder why businessmen profit off of prisons Without reason there's just feelings and the
group So you crowd around a
demagogue to rally up the
troops And he tells you you're a
victim and you feel that it's the
truth And you wanna ask a
question but you're feeling too confused To know what actually is missing from the
picture You strengthen your conviction that someone at the
top's oppressing you But the
ones who really robbed you are college intellectuals Who turned you to a
vegetable at war with the
conceptual It's all psychological extortion Ever since Kant equated observation with distortion Ever since Hume cut identity from objects Now you can't project any cause and effect You're following the
same route as the
other clones Marching forward through history, forgotten and alone Ignoring oceans of blood, mountains of bones Altruism speaks, who are you to know? So you do the
one selfish thing you still conceive to do You cut a
rap record 'bout what you believe And you pretend it's for the
cause, for the
ones that need your help But if they deserve your wealth why can't you live for yourself? Blank out, you feel guilty putting money in the
bank But your record sales are killing it, suburban kids are feeling this Popping their prescriptions, swallowing your rhetoric Big pharma got shit on what you're selling kids Blue pill placebo, stupid and cheap stuff That works with the
mindset they learned up in school Discombobulated thoughts, narratives and polemics Over tunes that appeal to both emos and cool kids You're a
boot-licking Dark Age apologist Get the
hell off the
stage, boy read The
Fountainhead Let the
art be your guide to a
Renaissance Integrate your own mind with the
sciences Or go ahead and talk shit, leave your little comment 'Cause you making fun of Ayn's like a
cockroach laughing at a
giant And on the
people rituate Manipulated by the
Comprachicos of the
mind That divided into camps with superficial differences Fighting for the
life of a
fetus only till it individuates Or for the
rights of a
man till it clashes with the
will or the
visions of a
leader The
collective wants to situate, your only barbiturate Is watching a
debate between snakes in a
race Who the
fastest could capitulate, these are not smart people You think they're privy to info but they all need you to feed them You you're the
one filling up these empty vessels Conservatives argue with liberals argue with socialists argue with communists Never getting down to the
principles under the
politics Never the
fundamentals under the
postulates Paternal cousins posing as opposites United they stand, together we fall The
bed has been made, we're all fascist now You wanted a
purpose, an escape from neurosis Surrender your thoughts, you'll be told that you're chosen United they stand, together we fall The
road has been paved, we're all fascist now Under God, here comes the
new Dark Age Might as well be passed out and dazed when it comes
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