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letra de empire rants - memnon the black

[verse 1 – memnon]

2014 in the usa
all kind of bullsh-t up on the radio
100,000 motherf-ckers should graduated
but instead they on the streets without a way to go
so to my grade school teachers, way to go
you’ve successfully f-cked a generation
while the criminals in power are venerated
and while the fairness of the system is simulated
the ballot machines might as well be incinerators
look at hoe these politicians being vindicated
not doing a got d-mn thing that they indicated
early in the running
must be early in the morning
because everybody knows when it’s the darkest
everybody knows when it’s the darkest
right before the dawn
right before the dawn
i hope i see the sun
man i hope i see the sun…

and thank god
and thank god
cuz if it didn’t man i just wouldn’t know what to do…

i can hear it man
i can hear it man
it’s everywhere i go
it’s everywhere i go…

well it already is
but the journey is
just beginning for me
say bye to my momma for me…

man i don’t even know
where to f-cking go
guess imma do the math and cover every single path…

f-ck them we can travel through sp-ce time
x3

imma go and get it, i’m sure to survive
a shadow can’t be cast by a man who’s not alive
but if you strip him from his roots and the sense of his pride
he’s surely doomed to k!ll his own, and to never provide
and to ensure that the smartest one’s never collide
they turned a self sufficient culture into a collage
and proceeded to break us down with a mental barrage
the oasis we had pictured was just a mirage
we were sleeping and awoke to a f-cking surprise
that our whole life is a lie
we’re headed for our demise
so how do you feel? are you ok with that?
you just want everything we worked for to slowly p-ss
you can only see yourself through a looking gl-ss
and n0body is bulletproof, do you want to get smashed?
i don’t think you do, so come on
educate yourself, don’t be a dumb-ss
every single thing could go wrong
pushing papers for a rich n-gga, working his machine
we don’t give a f-ck, can you tell?
we don’t give a f-ck, can you tell?
take the message to london
take the message to nice
hope i don’t have to tell my son to avoid the police
the paramilitary make the future kind of scary
but the past is what keeps me up in the night time
mistakes made that everybody should learn from
debts paid to arbiters bearing light swords
just one of the visions that made it into my nightmare
but i can handle those, my power level soaring
your bars aren’t on the scouter man you’re f-cking boring
my own mind is where i’ve lived since i was only 12
ten years in battle, and i’m a rookie still
new scars opened, the old ones never healed
water agents from crimes i committed down in atlantis
they tried to drown me, i blew some bubbles and f-ckign chilled
see it’s ice in my veins, my d-ck’s a brita filter
i’ve been told by some bitter b-tches i’m a lady k!ller
but no i’m not quite the casanova
but if you got that k!ller p-ssy then p-ss it over
so we can share these little memories

- memnon the black

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