Anti-Star System

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hemlock Ernst] Action reaction to law Factions defeated by walls Forcing the fictions to seed This encryption deleting my all Circuits in service to purposelessness Vertebrate verdigris Urban resurfaced to merger with merchants Disfiguring currents of culture Echoing vultures — serpenting, side-winding, co-signing Popular icons and high value artisans and their artifacts Can't tend to void what you holler back Seek and destroy what you paid All that you gave Three shades that's ingrained You jettisoned efforts to crescent the purity еvident in every crеvice Incredulous urgency — cynical Sycophantic — symptomatic of currency Arguing over the status of status The stasis of dead homo sapiens Treated as trinkets, delinquents, and atoms in sequence Out-of-sequence by the graphs you deleted Science mixes bodies Muddies faces/dictions People/hair/fire Metal/platelets/friction At an arm's length — a subtle pointillism You can see it breathe How he held the 'ism How he held the 'ism Sitting in the middle of a red room At the dead center of a black star Sitting in the middle of a blue room At the dead center of a black star Anti-star… [Verse 2: Beans] This is New Age Asphyxiation with mic cords Tarot card King of Swords Action weaver of strange fires Put the panic on watts Frenzy illustrated when my powers prevail A blade in the trick or treat That roars rapping your pain in closed caption No love with the sound phased out No peace a repetition in ashes As above so below buggin' out Like animals in cages collages The cadence is a maze of no emergence Voices from Hell pay homage Take their hats off - the fire cries out in hunger When I was younger I hungered and never Satisfied - now I'm older still bolder And never placated - I know hunger - it wasn't far for me to remember In a crowd of scars called memory I never severed Harmly hardly under a palm tree Rock the body, body so healthy and hearty Bury a body harshly bashed with a nail-studded wooden plank arch-rivalry Hovering at 40 ft. wingspan apathy Trapped between the lines Writing my way out My escape route Was a trapdoor when I fell through the floor In a flask of bad serum It's the autobiography of poison gas in full bloom Taken all your birthdays with the waves crushing you Wack effeminate rap - tits tattooed on its back Made myself into a drug intoxicant to fly as a pilot - on a flight Working from home your face called in sick- Non-odor-resistant funk game of surprise calligraphy hostilities urn Dog with no bite bark loud litany assail Lion ate literature des-tabl-izor 28 centimeters wide incisor roar No recompense penmanship -render yours worthless My verse vs. your verses A relationship to living better in retrospect devoid of touch or taste an endless darkness Unrest of death subdued rinse you - shitheads colonic - quiet and catatonic The papyrus hybrid - ink designer virus The dialogue of a plaque - viperette in a phase Zap fantastique take a look at me now American Tint - war is a verb the color is cruel Make money money talk playing with her money bags I smoke any hairy who with a harem of outworldly Words - that bewildered perpetrators of a fraud - denounced dormant Phonic pus exude a discharge of ooze Rhymes Saturn rings around you Bag of zeros hang yourselves achieve new heights No fresh in your formula A spraycan of goof be gone dung thrown at the frail - don't waste your tears or rust Your world ends without warning A walk of shame towards epiphany of a fond memory No longer a friend - drop shit on 'em Microphones I been accident prone Got your self-esteem running out of steam To the beat it's Bliss Killer Ballbeam Hunger Reaper well-fed the reaper for rent Un-alives you - as if you black and not wearing a name tag- You ain't leaving Subway with a AT4 rocket launcher On your back without leaving in a body bag No compliance You can forget it They shot Pamela Turner in Texas when she was pregnant I dreamed that I was a prisoner And the shackles was love And love was too self-absorbed to grant affection in return But I was afraid to give it a chance to try Dejected I dreamed I was an astronaut floating away from myself That found himself with nowhere else To turn [Verse 3: Hemlock Ernst] Offering paupers a posturing pendulum Pending dimensional codas in swallowing Overtures oboes and obelisks symphonic monolith Scarecrow of terrorists railroad the populace Feed at the feet of conglomerates Bleed at the knees from abandonment Tear at church, bury their head in the earth Burn down the perish and perch, that is perishing Inside primordial kerosene heaters that feed us The rats for the hogs and the hogs for the fetus The lack of a rawness the reason they need us The reason they eat us They eat us Fist over fist the abyss of mechanical engines, don't tire Or cling to the lyre The Pling Plang Plung Interstitial to cigarette choirs that swallow the wire And Sing They Sung Smoking hopelessly chimney stacks opening Belching an animas Billow amalgamates Birthing Heironymous ominous abstract american arrogant dominance Critics of artisans business as usual Sitting in the middle of a blue room at the dead center of a black star — thinking As force feeding a foster child on false icons Infuses a lack of love Devolving into abused states of relation A shell forming equation You've invested in cinematic eradication An infatuation with prat falls The harder the death star forming over mouths foaming Moths to origami flame Ostracized the bloody born tame Metastasized the digital footprint of genius What genus do you call fiendish — english Parasitic papacy in chains — my aim Took it from a book you were given because it shares your name FAME You wanna learn to live forever You better learn how to die, quick Blind sick Lay yourself on the cross before you fly Parallel betwixt the sediment and the sky Forever a monitor and no reminder… [Verse 4: Beans] The assaults of Ahmaud, Breonna, and George of the most recently forcibly removed Started once we crossed these shores with the sorrow embedded in the soil Due to COVID, we remain quarantined for our safety you can't leave but I'm exhausted By what I read on my news feed Everyday - yet it's derelict to turn away Words are the wick of a powder keg when none were previously held accountable- As the nights burned like Nikes when Kaepernick was kneeling- Peaceful protests tattered in pieces people riot for the police unprovoked Barrage of chastisement- Frustrated as the writer once words failed Elon Musk launched Space X On the day of protests During a pandemic looking for a quick way to leave I guess the 1% are in a rush before Bunker Bitch Donald hid in a bunker- He played golf as the world burned- All in all - looking back 2020 was a cheese grater vibrator Beyond wack A sad fact And on top of that Amy Cooper got her dog back