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1. |
TAKE U DOWN
04:05
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TAKE U DOWN
End of a road never meant to be trod
House has a sign says, “beware of G’Odd”
Let yourself in, but not by the door
Fist through the glass, then, confess you’re a bore
Darkness is a place let me give you the tour
Come to find out can’t take anymore
Much to your anguish, yet brings me no glee
Came too close, now, I’ll take you down with me
Flying so true I’m the Hindenburg
I’m the Titanic and there’s an iceberg
Pilot this ship through an asteroid field
Never do I stop never do I yield
Ejection seat has long since been spent
Couldn’t even tell you where that thing coulda’ went
Warning lights are all smashed out
No beeping when I back up but hear me shout
No chance to rest no way to heal
Try to turn away but there’s no steering wheel
Mystery and danger I’ve begun to reveal
Gotta bring you down, before you truly feel
Begging and pleading want out of this deal
Cleary unmoved by your every appeal
Last chance to turn back, now, flee boy flee
Not made for this trip so you can’t come with me
Show you these sights that you’ll never unsee
One step closer and I’ll take you down with me
Prepared to understand what it means to truly be?
Warned you already that I’ll take you down with me
Nothing held back, yo, free boy free
Made for this trip or you can’t come with me
Learning the nature of the true reality
Say it like you mean it or I’ll take you down with me
Show you these sights that you’ll never unsee
One step closer and I’ll take you down with me
No saving face when you face reality
Learn your lessons now or you’re going down with me
Deposit required to repatriate remains
Please die in a manner that doesn’t leave stains
Stand in front of a firing squad
Spit in their face and curse your god
Starving yourself ‘til your lean and mean
Let your neck rest in the guillotine
No safe words no bets to hedge
Teeter along on a slippery ledge
Submit yourself to burdens mere mortals can’t bare
Savor the moment when you dwell in despair
Can’t strap yourself in ‘cuz there’ no seatbelt
Know the crash is coming most alive you felt
Follow my trails the last thing you see
Before you find out that I took you down with me
Last chance to turn back, now, flee boy flee
Not made for this trip so you can’t come with me
Show you these sights that you’ll never unsee
One step closer and I’ll take you down with me
Learning the nature of the true reality
Say it like you mean it or I’ll take you down with me
How far did you really think to go?
Showing you the depths that you couldn’t ever know
Thinking your down, but you’re really not up
Sure to be poison can’t drink from this cup
When pushed just a touch so quickly to break
Learn to survive in the mess that you make
Discover aftershocks can be worse than the quake
It’s a disaster that now you gotta’ own
Find a tornado in the eye of a cyclone
Not a single hint of sympathy from me
Told you up front that you’re going down with me
It’s too late can’t flee, boy, flee
Couldn’t learn your lesson now you’re going down with me
What was the sight that you’ll never unsee?
Only a glimpse of the true reality
Got a fair shot and refused to be free
Came too close so I took you down with me
Lost your grip wasn’t made for this trip
And the last words that drip from your lip
You’ll say, that I took you down with me
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WEAPONIZED INSECURITY
Weaponized insecurity, try that trick on me
Counterproductive, can’t you see?
Won’t get the effect you’re looking for
Shown the door
If you think that you’re a sheriff, better call up all your deputies
Nothing bout your code of conduct I’m looking to appease
Not falling to my knees
Never chase me outta’ town when rounding up the posse
do a favor for most any man unless he askin’ bossy
not providing adulation in which you can bask
taken to task then
hide behind a tough guy mask or get your courage from a flask
wonder what my deal Is?
only reason that I’m seeing, to misunderstand my being
is simply you’re not brave enough to ask
and your brain is working slow
must of just hatched from an egg
cuz you a dodo
my fashion not deescalating for some male unsure,
but your girl don’t need an explanation
She laughing bout emasculating failures
Say you need some sexual education
Weaponized insecurity
Got you feeling dangerous you killer bee
in the end its you who’ll be the one get stung
But how many go down with you who are innocent and young
Before you finally see the truth and take the chance to repent
When you’re gone nobody even asking where you went
it’s only those two place that your kind are getting sent
no blaming outcomes inescapable
like dreaming of a blunt that’s vape-able
Nor point finger at the demographic or your age
Being such a tough guy not the reason for that cage
You weren’t slingin’ paying back some snitch you had to stab
You were thinking big and smokin’ dabs, talked your way onto a slab
You retriever like a Labrador, all bad ass façade is for
Picking up the things you heard, mouthful feathers from a bird
Drop it at your master’s feet, and hope you’re fed under the seat
better lay low if you wanna pick up the last scrap
getting chained up round the back instead of lying on his lap
not going hard, running a pack or posting up all in the trap
only ones who talk like that, it’s how you know they’re full of crap
try to sell that tough guy act but the only people buying
can’t afford what they sought
same as you can’t muster one original thought
and even after all that rah rah rah your,
weak perspective wasn’t really bought
I have assessed, unimpressed that’s the point for how I’m dressed
if you the smartest person, then you need to find a better room
Me, I’m in a cheap hotel with Octagon and Dr Doom
eating bowl of cereal laced with gOD knows what
Wishing that your kind were born with mouths that only shut,
And never open,
like the best among us open up our minds
If your content to never know what makes a real man,
I guess it not my problem, fine
But don’t pretend between the two of us
you’re the one who got a spine
just a scared little boy, and I say that without joy,
Not Because I’m looking be superior
or getting graded by comparison to you
It’s the matter of collateral damage your disposition tend to pursue
not pretty to behold, but ya getting what you earn,
no use offering more rationalized pity
truth be told the true concern is finding out, when we learn
who suffering your weaponized insecurity
Weaponized Insecurity – take that old tape and eject it, that no song for me
Exposing all your fears, see right through you to the tears
Acting unconvincingly, pseudo masculinity
Showing all your weakness with that weaponized insecurity
Weaponized insecurity-nothing ‘bout you thug need steppin’ on like a bug
maybe burn you up with a magnifying glass,
you dropped out from the remedial PE class
radiate an undeniable weakness alas
always searching for some easy prey
sorry buddy not today
always talking ‘bout a need to fight
under pretense of enforcing right
every motive calculated with intention to impress
about as masculine as putting on your little sister’s dress
mommy didn’t love you so she threw you out the nest
embarrassed by you, product of incest
sympathies there, my baby bird, but no excuse for what I heard
ignorantly chirp and squeak, gotta clamp down on that beak
amble to the kiddie table if your able find yourself a seat
waitress takes your order and you draw a number to determine in which order that you’re going to be beat round counterclockwise then repeat
reverse and back again punished justly for the sin
Quaker Oats and Uncle Ben,
Betty Crocker ask to pass the Kool Aid flask and save room for
the desert ‘cuz if you thought the main course hurt
handed over to a witches’ coven save your place back of the oven family recipe that you’ll be lovin’
talkin bout you can’t be played and how your skills will never fade, while soaking in a marinade
herbs and spices impossible to evade, into oily water do you wade,
run your mouth bout getting paid
hoist the axe sharpen the blade
kebab skewers kept handily right on display
constantly worried about everything you think or say
who’s around and what you say, how you dressed and if you’re gay
who can hear your music play, if they know your life by day
virtue signaling say you taking time to pray,
or helped a damsel in distress just down the way
phony nurture for the young, feigning respect for the old
claim to be enforcing some misguided cliché version of a code
name burden you are shouldering
unconvincing and dumb this invisible load
always stuck in the same mode
generically generated in a factory with every manufacture preset
dialed into fake
just some noise you make
cease and desist for humanity’s sake
Weaponized Insecurity – take that old tape and eject it, that no song for me
Exposing all your fears, see right through you to the tears
Acting unconvincingly, pseudo masculinity
Showing all your weakness with that weaponized insecurity
A whole other alternative
find a family friend or a relative
or someone deserving of the kind of respect
that each and every one of us admire,
and who keep the course down til the end
not looking to retire and aspire put some patches on your leaking tire
without ego or desire
way he go you go and then
from the outside to the in
copy copy’n til when
you mess it up and
hit upside the head by rolling pin
and don’t depend on any notion of sin
or punishment in afterlife,
or concerning yourself with any personal strife
swear an oath never to be triflin’ or others’ being stifilin’
not punchin kicking knifing rifle’n, let ‘em up when they say when
and treat your neighbor like they’s kin and all the mice like they are men
and then and only then can you stop wondering how the men become true men
and feel remorse for way you been and crank that nice guy stuff right up to 10
grab a paper and a pen’and write it down
amen amen amen
amen amen amen
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3. |
NO AWARENESS
05:22
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NO AWARENESS
No good deed goes unpunished
Evil is its own reward
Believin’ otherwise?
Belong in the psych ward
Operating from a perspective you can’t afford
Mommy should have choked you out with your
Own umbilical cord
Burned certificate of birth
Sent you back to the ashes and dirt
Oh, and now your feelings get hurt?
Your good deeds won’t open heaven’s gate
It’s an entirely different fate for which you await
Your judgement is poor
Nothing to do but show you the door
Because you’ll never see the light
Couldn’t chew through wood if you were a termite
Won’t keep it hid, the only door
I’m opening for you is the coffin’s lid
Too late to realize anxiety and stress
All this time fantasized sobriety no awareness
Fantastical tales of all you accomplished
And nothing less
Arrogant child
Lack self awareness
Pounding fists on the table
Demand fairness
No just reward
No self awareness
No measuring up
no comparing us
lack self awareness
no awareness
no awareness
Long time somebody finally confided
The extent to which your so-called thinking is misguided
Your gimmick is transparent
The whole shtick is weak
If it’s credibility you seek, one situation that’ll never materialize
Weak in the jungle other animals will cannibalize
And on the street the intelligent minority
Pick up on it more than you realize
By the few and smart, I’m talking about us
Dumb little animals is you
Flinging doodoo like a monkey as you tend to do
The moral of my story is: screw you
Moral is an abstract concept
Got nothing to do with your time on this earth
Don’t waste it
Haven’t drawn your blood yet, but can already taste it
Destroyed by reality ‘cuz you never faced it
All that remains are your remains
And the cries that echo, reflecting your pains
You’re an endangered species lost in the loch, Ness
No evolution no awareness
Life is injustice
No safe zones just unfairness
Lost like a child
Lack self awareness
Explain how you think this game is played
I could care less
Dreams left defiled
Lack self awareness
Rejecting everything you’re expecting
You just a mess
Like a lost child
Lack self awareness
No awareness
No awareness
And if somehow you’ve taken notice and attention
Never said for a second you’re beyond redemption
Not talking terms absolute or in a manner fatalistic
Turning the tide does not require
The sage wisdom of some unknown mystic
With dedication to what you aspire
New ways are easier to acquire
Than expelling the habits of past behavior that is doomed to expire
There’s no wait, just start with a fresh slate, and with time you can naturally escalate
awareness
So hit reset on the moral compass, turn up the bass and thump with us
Try to improve with the passing of time,
and if it’s worth saying should come with a beat and in rhyme
Aware of my proclivity to express ideas
I feel the need to stress with a tone of negativity
Digging deep to allow this habit to dissipate,
and seek compassion to illuminate
To take responsibility more and accuse less
To confess my own backtracking in awareness
Often, it’s most impressive to simply be nice,
And it can be done without a steep price, and requires little in the way of sacrifice
Just awareness
Jacked by lady justice
What you expecting, fairness?
You weak timid and mild
Lack self awareness
Preach how the game is played
Street could care less
Can’t change your diaper
Sit in your own mess
Unwanted child
Lack self awareness
No awareness
No awareness
Constructed from nonsense and disinformation
It must then be destroyed
Drop that attitude and acting annoyed
Become a new man with a new game plan to be deployed
Help to reveal the traps and pitfalls one must avoid
Empathy and objectivity kick over scenes of nativity
Recognize emptiness in that manger
Suspicion and accusation are themselves the danger
Embrace one another instead of the ideals
that seek to turn the vulnerable against each other
Create guidelines from knowledge innate
Standards for fairness
Discuss with those around
Find common ground and coalesce
React without accusation when one
Starts to digress
Help them back to the path
Fine tune awareness
Use respect and decency like currency
Listen and extend courtesy
Hold yourself to rules you claim to profess
Maintain open minded ness and awareness
Your awareness
Self awareness
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4. |
NATURE OF REALITY
04:57
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NATURE OF REALITY
Resist the urge to question
Shy away from the fight
In the hesitation
Miss the chance for the light
Conclusions get made from a fall pretense
Shortcomings stem from each and every sense
Destined to arrive at another dead end
Waste the little time, that we’re given to spend
Creeping sensation that there’s surely something more
Looking out the window never knew it was a door
On a trajectory doomed to be lost
Condemned forever paying the ultimate cost
No intention to be harsh lest my words seem terse
Never claim your place in this universe
Time moves forward then jumps back so when
Call it déjà vu after seeing it again
Misconception of the brain as you try to comprehend
Clear the false notions from your path my friend
Things seem much different than they truly be
Thus is the nature of reality
Simply can’t trust everything that you see
Til you know the nature of reality
Things never seem exactly how they be
Such is the nature of reality
Searching for peace and tranquility?
Find the true nature of reality
Simply can’t trust everything that you see
Til you know the nature of reality
Things never seem exactly how they be
Such is the nature of reality
Searching for peace and tranquility?
Find the true nature of reality
Avoid breaking point, but needing to bend
Interpret messages as your mind tends to send
Dimensions that describe the known time and space
Subjective in nature that’s a fact that we must face
Denying it is lazy and simply a waste
Of the opportunity to get a first taste
Then a change is felt right down to the core
Every inclination is to seek out so much more
Tell me what I am and why am I hear
“You already know, and the proof is very near!”
It’s no mystery, not a secret code
Recalibrate the mind to purify its mode
Silence that noise and finally let go
Nature of reality, now it’s time to know
Time moves forward then jumps back so when
Call it déjà vu after seeing it again
Misconception of the brain as you try to comprehend
Clear the false notions from your path my friend
Things seem much different than they truly be
Thus is the nature of reality
Simply can’t trust everything that you see
Til you know the nature of reality
Things never seem exactly how they be
Such is the nature of reality
Searching for peace and tranquility?
Find the true nature of reality
Simply can’t trust everything that you see
Til you know the nature of reality
Things never seem exactly how they be
Such is the nature of reality
Searching for peace and tranquility?
Find the true nature of reality
Life is just a fling and it’s merely a tryst
Taken by itself leaving so much to be missed
Utilizing dormant areas, locations in the brain
With a few notions that most would call insane
Find it exhausting all the effort it took
Then rubbing the eyes and have another look
Without expectation and free of all the fear
Knowing who you are and the reason why you’re here
Confronted by infinity of time and space
Comfort in finding that you’ve carved out a place
Stop the resistance and begin to immerse
Find yourself at home in the universe
Everything takes on familiarity
All becomes equal, no disparity
From the confusion is born a clarity
Nothing confining very being is free
Discover existence as it’s meant to be
Enlightenment upon you now don’t you see?
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QUICKSAND LAND
04:24
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QUICKSAND LAND
Living in a Quicksand Land
Futility, the flame is fanned
Living in a Quicksand Land
It’s like fate just waves the hand
Only fall when it’s time to stand
Debilitating: makes for useless prison
It is not the same as giving up
But like drinking from a leaking cup
That’s enough you not that tough
Need some contact with human kindness
Stop those searing eyes craving blindness
For a few hours just to feel human
Traded for the more time you’ll need exumin’
Breaks you down grinds you to dust
You’ll try again because you must
Then the next day, same obstacles, same thing
No bell get ding, you sling no bling
It seems like the best bet is sitting still
And that’s when you fall ill
Challenged even by the common cold
At that point it’s like it’s time, just fold
Living in a quicksand land
Swallows any thing I plan
Living in a quicksand land
Makes boy from man, I cannot plan
Living in the quicksand land
Frustration more than I can stand
Stuck here in the quicksand land
Futility the flame is fanned
Like an hourglass that’s packed full with sand
Sinking faster reaching out one hand
Struggling only makes it worse
Outstretched, clawing at vines and curse
Facing those who might help feels sometimes worse
Than going without, so end up shutting them out
End up on outs don’t know what that feud’s about
At what distance does absence make the heart grow fonder
And how much time for an abscess to heal and bleach that hair blonder
The daily scheme of which you ponder
Think you recognize someone just over yonder
Your stuck on the same trip a lost cause
Rebel teddy bear that without his paws
Take a bow on stage to no applause
Living in a quicksand land
Swallows any thing I plan
Living in a quicksand land
Makes boy from man, I cannot plan
Living in the quicksand land
Frustration more than I can stand
Stuck here in the quicksand land
Futility the flame is fanned
Sinking in the quicksand land
So much more that you can stand
Duct tape all down her neck’s nape
Applied by consent, no attempt at rape
She said you’re like an ape in good shape
You get irate when you can’t mate
And if she irritated, leave you ventilated
Left in a state don’t fill your plate
never satiate or player hate
It’s a hater’s fate
You’ll be tape bait
Know what await for this endearing trait
Rip and tear the grip on bed posts and night stands
Wound round wrists and hands
Got your grip
That was your tip as your chattering lip felt that nip
Wait one whip to strip and sip Sangre de drip
Sadistically penetrate in you slip
And again fall like a black shawl
Why stall when you’re going to the crystal ball
That’s the key word, make it bearable
But leaves you tear-able, not so terrible?
That’s a matter of opinion, or so you think
Kinda like whether or not you really stink
Drooling into the restroom sink
Bearable easily can become regrettable
The same way it’s irrefutable, there’s no life in a cubicle
Hang up on nails, think you’re cute-ical
In all matters disputable, blow up doll you inflatable
Un-mate-able? Don’t blow up doll, I don’t hate,
Not necessarily innate, I’m simply unable
always welcome at my table
She said it’s in BC powder and Icy hot I must invest and if I’m too cheap
Then simply get a good night’s sleep, wake up fully rested
More like the barred shards to give me power, and a bullet proof vest
A motion detector to go beep beep while we go at it in the shower
Until you’ve been bested
Upon these matters she could not be pressed
So I said that’s it circle the wagons we’re moving out west
We’ll mark the trail with our tramp stamps and when we get
Cramps we’ll stop to set up camps,
Find new drinking buddies and sources of monies
In the light shown from our lamps, we’ll illuminate
LA Playboy bunnies and keep them damp
Do the math, in order to avoid the path’s wrath
We’ll wheel and deal and when all else fails
Then steal
If that doesn’t fill our pails we’ll hit international waters to hunt whales
On the high seas, chewing Flinstone vitamins to stay clear of disease
Sea sick when the deck goes topsy turvy, needing dentures while recovering
From scurvy
And all this trouble ‘cuz you won’t take me to the shower and let me get all pervy
Living in a Quicksand Land
Futility, the flame is fanned
Living in a Quicksand Land
Living in a quicksand land
Makes boy from man, you can ot plan
Stuck here in the quicksand land
Frustration that no man can stand
Sinking in the quicksand land
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6. |
MY HYPE
03:46
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MY HYPE
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is like a crack pipe
Hype is so outta reach
Soak me in some Clorox bleach
The kinda hype they can not teach
Rhyming just my way to preach
My hype’ll make you roll the bowl
My hype is gonna make you whole
Birds of a feather and they flocking together
Flock that won’t dissipate
Now matter how we migrate
Sound of this hype irresistible, it resonate
Never rhetorical
This hype is so
Downright historical
Break it on down if you’re the type analytical
My hype is like some fentanyl
Get you hooked and kill y’all
Hype like a pill classified as a downer,
but take even most cast out of a frowner
Bring him to a place where he never again has cause for ill
Mind be right and the flutters of the heart still
Doesn’t have to pay never gets a bill
cause and effect no square can detect
Craving liberation,
Got just the hype to spike you libation
My hype is like a crucifix
Running with the martyr cliques
Taipei calling in scene report from the east
Broken down for me all piece by piece
calling my hype the hype that never cease
In inland of New Zealand coast to coast
Saying my hype the hype they dig the most
On island north and island south
Hang on every word come outta my mouth
Istanbul underestimate my pull
Never come the day that I get dull
Constantinople, dystopia elope with ya
Ask which hype they backing
On the Bosporus they for us
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is like some fentanyl
Get you hooked and kill y’all
Fill’n up a page with style that is destined to become the latest rage
In lands near to here and those from far, afar
A new breed of people from uncharted territories
select me as their star
Regardless if the message come down through the sea
Rerouted through space or is heard by only me
Here to deliver artistic deviation finally lives up to the expectation
of this new breed, who won’t be satisfied
‘til someone delivers exactly what they need
They can hold it on high
and to the freakiest of standards that apply
mainstream questioning the process, ask why
banging their heads on the wall, “Yo, please make it stop!”
Then, we double down, take it from the top,
‘til finally we got a hit r to drop
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is like a crack pipe
My hype is so dope right down to the isotope,
My hype is so dope you’ll need therapy just to cope.
My hype’ll leave you in daze
If that what it takes to make you change those ways
Weakness in the man who craves to obey,
Tell me for real, feel the hype or don’t stay
Never ever breed and hesitate to wed,
Take the path of reason ‘long with G’Odd instead
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7. |
DESPAIR
04:57
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DESPAIR
Finally, the chance to speak to one of good sense
Oppose me on these grounds, there’s no defense
Even my bride was unmoved by logic, and blind to pure reason
Oh my dead reader, share my outrage for this treason
Couldn’t talk to her let alone debate her
But I sense your agreement with I, your humble narrator
In times of trouble life can trap you in a bind
Keeping one eye to the ground never knowing what you’ll find
From a meager bank note, to a help wanted sign
No discovery could be nearly fortunate as mine
Even I considered, maybe an illusion, some image that was conjured by drink
But being of sound mind, examined closer, beginning to think
Don’t call him doppelganger and he’s not my evil twin
Possibly we’re not even two different men
Not sure where he ends or where I begin
Only explanation I was born again
Didn’t have to search nor scour the earth
walked past and knew separated at birth
Surely must have met inside of the womb
For one of us it’s after-life the other gets doom
Don’t call him doppelganger and he’s not my evil twin
One life between two identical men
That one of us must parish justifiable and fair
For the greater good alleviate despair
alleviate despair
Most minute detail had to be right
Training sessions last late into the night
Which hand do we use, the left one or the right?
Check discrepancies in the way that we write
Absinth at my side, ‘til I shyly confide
You share all of my secrets, there is nothing to hide
With words I reveal saw his eyes open wide
Eyes same as mine, my reflection inside
Ask our similarities, too many to list
Can’t find differences right down to our fists
Bless the day I found him been inseparable since
Touch him and I’ll kill you it’d be self defense
Then came the day
Time to take him out and put him on display
From the corner spot
to the place down the way
Only imagine what people will say
And the best part is he seems to obey
Looks like he’s come and be here to stay
Open up the game, finally get a chance to play
One day we’re chatting here over a beer
At the next moment I’m gone disappear
But right now, I look in the mirror
Depth of performance remarkable site for one to behold
Make it so convincing almost have myself sold
Seemed a fantasy all that time before he
Came to complete my masterpiece story
But perfection of the process makes it easier to lie
The best day of my life will be the I die
Death is not a window, for some it’s a door
Yet in my case exit leads to so much more
Pure freedom is escaping those who sought to hold me down
Only way out of this god damn town
My plan so ingenious that it seems almost unfair
Reward for past transgression and payback for despair
if regret starts to show ask forgiveness to him
Brzy Nashkladno and dequim
Don’t call him doppelganger and he’s not my evil twin
possibly we’re not even two different men
Not sure where he ends or where I begin
Only explanation I was born again
Didn’t have to search nor scour the earth
Simply walked up him separated at birth
Surely must have met inside of the womb
For one of us it’s after-life the other gets doom
Don’t call him doppelganger and he’s not my evil twin
One life between two identical men
That one of us must parish justifiable and fair
For the greater good alleviate despair
my tale winds down, beg you see any crime
embellishment splashed- alliteration and rhyme
unsurprisingly, I suppose, an appropriate time
Authorities gather round the outside of this barn
reputation proceeding me, I tell a good yarn
Didn’t shy away from destiny I’m too bold to hide
Make my final stand on the French countryside
Listen dear reader having followed me through this
Masterful tale
When the going gets tough, counting on you not to bail
Attracted your attention and my pages held your stares
Whose version to believe? cuz it’s my word ‘gainst theirs
My word ‘gainst theirs just a tale of despair
Hand on the bible true tale of despair
If he were here, he’d say the same: just a tale of despair
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WEAPONIZED INSECURITY
06:47
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WEAPONIZED INSECURITY
Weaponized insecurity, try that trick on me
Counterproductive, can’t you see?
Won’t get the effect you’re looking for
Shown the door
If you think that you’re a sheriff, better call up all your deputies
Nothing bout your code of conduct I’m looking to appease
Not falling to my knees
Never chase me outta’ town when rounding up the posse
do a favor for most any man unless he askin’ bossy
not providing adulation in which you can bask
taken to task then
hide behind a tough guy mask or get your courage from a flask
wonder what my deal Is?
only reason that I’m seeing, to misunderstand my being
is simply you’re not brave enough to ask
and your brain is working slow
must of just hatched from an egg
cuz you a dodo
my fashion not deescalating for some male unsure,
but your girl don’t need an explanation
She laughing bout emasculating failures
Say you need some sexual education
Weaponized insecurity
Got you feeling dangerous you killer bee
in the end its you who’ll be the one get stung
But how many go down with you who are innocent and young
Before you finally see the truth and take the chance to repent
When you’re gone nobody even asking where you went
it’s only those two place that your kind are getting sent
no blaming outcomes inescapable
like dreaming of a blunt that’s vape-able
Nor point finger at the demographic or your age
Being such a tough guy not the reason for that cage
You weren’t slingin’ paying back some snitch you had to stab
You were thinking big and smokin’ dabs, talked your way onto a slab
You retriever like a Labrador, all bad ass façade is for
Picking up the things you heard, mouthful feathers from a bird
Drop it at your master’s feet, and hope you’re fed under the seat
better lay low if you wanna pick up the last scrap
getting chained up round the back instead of lying on his lap
not going hard, running a pack or posting up all in the trap
only ones who talk like that, it’s how you know they’re full of crap
try to sell that tough guy act but the only people buying
can’t afford what they sought
same as you can’t muster one original thought
and even after all that rah rah rah your,
weak perspective wasn’t really bought
I have assessed, unimpressed that’s the point for how I’m dressed
if you the smartest person, then you need to find a better room
Me, I’m in a cheap hotel with Octagon and Dr Doom
eating bowl of cereal laced with gOD knows what
Wishing that your kind were born with mouths that only shut,
And never open,
like the best among us open up our minds
If your content to never know what makes a real man,
I guess it not my problem, fine
But don’t pretend between the two of us
you’re the one who got a spine
just a scared little boy, and I say that without joy,
Not Because I’m looking be superior
or getting graded by comparison to you
It’s the matter of collateral damage your disposition tend to pursue
not pretty to behold, but ya getting what you earn,
no use offering more rationalized pity
truth be told the true concern is finding out, when we learn
who suffering your weaponized insecurity
Weaponized Insecurity – take that old tape and eject it, that no song for me
Exposing all your fears, see right through you to the tears
Acting unconvincingly, pseudo masculinity
Showing all your weakness with that weaponized insecurity
Weaponized insecurity-nothing ‘bout you thug need steppin’ on like a bug
maybe burn you up with a magnifying glass,
you dropped out from the remedial PE class
radiate an undeniable weakness alas
always searching for some easy prey
sorry buddy not today
always talking ‘bout a need to fight
under pretense of enforcing right
every motive calculated with intention to impress
about as masculine as putting on your little sister’s dress
mommy didn’t love you so she threw you out the nest
embarrassed by you, product of incest
sympathies there, my baby bird, but no excuse for what I heard
ignorantly chirp and squeak, gotta clamp down on that beak
amble to the kiddie table if your able find yourself a seat
waitress takes your order and you draw a number to determine in which order that you’re going to be beat round counterclockwise then repeat
reverse and back again punished justly for the sin
Quaker Oats and Uncle Ben,
Betty Crocker ask to pass the Kool Aid flask and save room for
the desert ‘cuz if you thought the main course hurt
handed over to a witches’ coven save your place back of the oven family recipe that you’ll be lovin’
talkin bout you can’t be played and how your skills will never fade, while soaking in a marinade
herbs and spices impossible to evade, into oily water do you wade,
run your mouth bout getting paid
hoist the axe sharpen the blade
kebab skewers kept handily right on display
constantly worried about everything you think or say
who’s around and what you say, how you dressed and if you’re gay
who can hear your music play, if they know your life by day
virtue signaling say you taking time to pray,
or helped a damsel in distress just down the way
phony nurture for the young, feigning respect for the old
claim to be enforcing some misguided cliché version of a code
name burden you are shouldering
unconvincing and dumb this invisible load
always stuck in the same mode
generically generated in a factory with every manufacture preset
dialed into fake
just some noise you make
cease and desist for humanity’s sake
Weaponized Insecurity – take that old tape and eject it, that no song for me
Exposing all your fears, see right through you to the tears
Acting unconvincingly, pseudo masculinity
Showing all your weakness with that weaponized insecurity
A whole other alternative
find a family friend or a relative
or someone deserving of the kind of respect
that each and every one of us admire,
and who keep the course down til the end
not looking to retire and aspire put some patches on your leaking tire
without ego or desire
way he go you go and then
from the outside to the in
copy copy’n til when
you mess it up and
hit upside the head by rolling pin
and don’t depend on any notion of sin
or punishment in afterlife,
or concerning yourself with any personal strife
swear an oath never to be triflin’ or others’ being stifilin’
not punchin kicking knifing rifle’n, let ‘em up when they say when
and treat your neighbor like they’s kin and all the mice like they are men
and then and only then can you stop wondering how the men become true men
and feel remorse for way you been and crank that nice guy stuff right up to 10
grab a paper and a pen’and write it down
amen amen amen
amen amen amen
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