its like the prophets days way back
before the cave man interfered with the topics of human progress
i promise you wont get it at neighborhood theaters
we love to spend it, no wonder the motto is chasing paper.
hotter than a summer in Arizona where pigs
are asking kids where the f** they from, and are you sure this where you live?
holy testimonial only to realize
they are not humans they don't even have real eyes
pay attention ancient acrobatic automatic
hard to break habit that you'll battle to death
now lets unravel this mess
perfect pagan propaganda
you loving the oppressor, shit is funny homie, man up!

its like we're back

with a thought and breath
i take a step into any dimension i wish
petty mentions of death don't exist
metaphors and similes melted like summer symphonies
where pedigrees and hennessy meet on the same block
beats blap for the knock, 1, 2, lemme rock
hold left, right, supreme mathematical patterns of flight
magnetic rhetoric the penmanship is incan
british petroleum controlled oil drill sinking
oh lord can we forgive them?
allow the self to answer with knowledge and wisdom
engineered death of the original man
go ahead and kill the land through a subliminal plan
think they can't, yes they can, they've done it before
packaging a perfect product that you fu***ers lust for
call it water, call it pani, call it ague, callin mommy
there ain't none left and im dying for a drink
but all i get is oil when i run my kitchen sink
it makes you think!
cookin carcass that we love to meditate in like we're home
pesticidal fresh fruit organic harvest genetic clone
human beings you are not alone
hablo de la oscurida de mi corazon (i speak from the darkness of my heart)