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letra de senses of the census - phreshologists

[verse 1: ciphurphace]

the symmetry is off – mentally we lost
h-ll is here on earth – in the heavens be the gods
organize a peaceful assembly – get shot
chest burnin’ like drinkin’ hennessy in shots
no peace of mind when the enemies are cops
what part of the game is that? – man it’s sending me a shock
let’s just see – let’s get free and be the boss
close the pages of your facebook – we need to talk
squeezin’ on your cross – the industry is soft
so we think about big l and memories of pac
scumbag politicians – guns clap – fallen victims
love’s wack – god is missin’ – trump hats – bomb the system
stop and listen – opposition attackin’ all the lobbyists
they pander to be popular – gassin’ up the populace
i’m anti-congress and pro-progress
keep the flow conscious and the beats so monstrous
[hook]

see that? that’s corruption in america
no trust and they don’t care for ya – no love and they just bury ya
hear that? that’s the sounds of the police sirens
hands are up – they keep firin’ – afterwards they keep smilin’
smell that? that’s a fresh print of legal tender
fuelin’ wars – nukes and more – power to the people – never
taste that? that’s the poison in the water
they keep it flowin’ – keep it goin’ – rejoice when we’re slaughtered
feel that? that’s the pain in our hearts
when our children don’t see love – just hate from the start

you see that – hear that – smell that – taste that – feel that
that’s the senses of the census

[verse 2: ciphurphace]

these streets are real – you got single mothers wit’ dreams
fathers who are drug dealers and your brother’s a fiend
others’ll scheme – by any means necessary to uncover the green
some of us think reality is a feed cluttered wit’ memes
there’s a hole in america’s soul and we caused it
we used to have heart in the game but we lost it
we go from being selfless to selfish – expose our miserable self
our self-worth is countless selfies of our digital self
toxicity publicity – oceans dying – filthy seas
we need more ownership – more bad cops wit’ guilty pleas
some are hopeless wit’ prescriptions – tryin’ to cope wit’ the addictions
some are hopin’ and they’re wishin’ – there’s no notice of eviction
some are focused on religion and find their faith in a chapel
some claim they’re ready to fight but you never see their face in a battle
it’s the age of the jackal – global pandemic – social collapse
the n0ble can’t mend it – our souls are just trapped
[hook]

you see that – hear that – smell that – taste that – feel that
that’s the senses of the census

- phreshologists

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