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[-_-'] = [Faceman]
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Lyrics
The facts are written, the facts are hidden,
The facts forbidden as long as facts are livin.
_The truth will find only those who seek it,
And those who believe it, not those who conceive it.
Those who use reason, and think beyond boundaries,
_Will undoubtebly see right around the V-
_E-I-L, please deny hell,
Repel those who say it's treason I spell.
_Matter it not, I chatter a lot,
When our matter has cropped up in the gatherin spot.
We're conditioned and displayed to listen and behave,
Their mission is to make us commissioned as their slaves.
_And in their wake you'll be wishin to be brave,
_When it's too late you'll be shiftin in ya grave.
_We'll be betrayed into fishin for McVeighs,
While livin in a daze as they're hintin to their praise.
Ya itchin to obey by dismissin this today,
But it's okay.. you'll have the first admission to decay!
_But anyway, I see the skies gettin darker,
Sad cuz they got the mass's eyes where they want em.
_No longer conscious of modern day Pontiuses,
_Monsters live behind signs and costume kits.
_Hostile pricks, out to fix our obstinance,
Often with "optic mist" that rots ya wit!
_So the problem is is that we're hostages,
Up in a populous under an oculus.
_The Invisible Hand has an intricle plan,
To destroy the idea of the individual man!
_Rancid clan tricks spreadin like cancers,
Unanswered jus like the concentration camps up in Kansas.
_What are the chances?.. Have you even asked this?
Has this mask advanced a trance behind ya glasses?
_Rewind the past cuz you'll notice tactics,
Salvaged from the ashes of a classic fascist!
_Forget the war on terror, drugs, and crime,
They're just distractions for THE WAR ON YA MIND!
Jada asked "why," but never wondered how,
So I guess that was meant for the underground.
Cuz the surface jerks us and decieves..
And tells us to murder on purpose with T.V.
And it's easy to be seen, just open ya eyes,
Even a rapper's pen tends to be strokin them lies.
_Even I, those traits I'm displayin 'em,
But it's hard when it's so ingrained in my cranium!
_We keep sustainin em, makin us hypocritical,
It's painin us.. makin it hard to be takin literal.
_We gotta divide the art from the physical,
But above all keepin it real is integral!
