Eod

These fuckers brag about money like it's the measure of a man Spit on a hundred grand hit with iron fist I'm Danny Rand So understand money don't make the man it's an illusion Weakness identified step to the side and keep it moving Or get assassinated and faded forgotten memory Left to live in gutters and be shit covered while clutching pennies These suckers got no substance they bluffing nothing within them Breakdown to the core but there's nothing more than a broken system The dumbing down of society has reached uncharted levels Divert the eyes attention from curtains that hide controlling devils Wicked bastards sick puppet masters stay pulling strings Easy to control a soul when a life revolves around what's in a syringe That's the state they got us in the plot is thin but still we fall Controlling every action never relaxing until we crawl Stress level overload the weak control the process Settling scores with foreign wars closed doors Preventing progress Phone tap its a trap call the nsa Global terrorism social media the enemy No more fight losing sight write into a blog Celebrities say buy we put them high take the place of god Faded light wrong is right wicked men of might Morals getting looser like medusa trying to creep in sight Searching for sparks like flowers in dark to sun rays Living in time of blind lead the blind end of days Modern day prophets get shown the door and placed in cages Heavily sedated thoughts getting raided on Twitter pages Seven stages of omega down to the letter written on walls Don't fall in line submit your mind prepare for passing stricter laws The cause is the effect and true intellect has been placed in question Keep thoughts inside the box never break the locks stay put in your section The declaration is nothing but rich men bluffing it lost it's luster Foreigner in your home land be your own man domestic filibuster Like Custer's last stand it's batman in a dark knight Trying to lead the blind with candle light no longer tell who's wrong or right It's a fight to ignite the thoughts of children To save a generation like a mason laying foundation for buildings Just to get brought down with the soft sound of segregation Open up your eyes and see the signs of a fallen nation The time has come where the sun no longer shines the brightest Will you die on bended knee or fight to the death like leonidas Phone tap its a trap call the nsa Global terrorism social media the enemy No more fight losing sight write into a blog Celebrities say buy we put them high take the place of god Faded light wrong is right wicked men of might Morals getting looser like medusa trying to creep in sight Searching for sparks like flowers in dark to sun rays Living in time of blind lead the blind end of days