Lyrics

[Verse 1: Apakalypse] Hustle for the struggle, smuggle and juggle Tax free illegal guap from crazy bundles Just a cycle, my niggas gettin' locked up for life in the cage Goin' psycho like Michael Myers, the system of this evil empire Co-conspire assassinations, hit-men for hire You all are expendable souls destined to expire That's why we must unite and fight, fire with fire Put down that blunt my nigga What we got right here my nigga, will get you way higher I need that lighter to light the wick on this dynamite stick Real quick, I'ma toss it right through the front door of the police precint Kill a cop, hip hop, power to the people, we are the resistance Sent here by destiny to wake up the minds of these lost sheeple The Vatican is evil [Scratches] [Verse 2: Beast 1333] Every day's a struggle as I drag my body out to bed I'm ready for them sick motherfuckers that wanna see me dead Got nothin' to lose and that's the proof, so smooth, it's time to make a move The cycle never ending, encircled and falling in the blues So who will move and disapprove of everything? Is life a joke? Rubbing pennies together and gutting roaches just to smoke It's time to spit these counter political parties who love to fake the funk Sorrow, pills and naked and shaking, it's what the people want What kind of civilization is this? It's hard to coexist Don't slit your wrist, cause this is it, evaluate and recommit They 'bout to blow the world to bits When I'm dead, then I go to call the quits Every time when I'm around, when I throw the fist They wanna kill us all, like all the fish When the birds that are falling from the sky When the death of the famine river drop Farewell for the final say goodbye like Papu said to Remy Ma I'm standing by to take it all in, I feel disgusted Walking dusted with the same damn jeans and eyes crested By a peddly, I rap on a melody, ripping steadily A prisoner of the United States, because a felony No passport won't even let me cross over into Canada Manhattan Island's the radius Jersey's the parameter Let's jam it up and hack into the system viral cascade And stand up for the rights of our children, come out of your man cave [Scratches] [Verse 3: Illuminati Congo] I offer MCs to the supreme personality of Godhead Everywhere I'm trodden is holy like [?] And assists like John Stockton when the Dharma is forgotten The people here, I blind them but be bound like Dennis Rodman Mind-boggling, how Jesus Christ truth uncommon The truth is so uncommon, when you find it, you will dodge it I sovereign, lord and master the Para Brahman I roll with sadhu, sages, maharajas, fools and goblins Every rap is packed with wisdom, understanding and knowledge Beyond the capacity to store in your noggin To the dumb, different target, this all sound like jargon I beg your pardon, do you know what you just started Armageddon, doomsday clock is tick-tocking This shit we dropping is bigger than hip-hopping Bigger than the head of Pharaoh Akhenaten The cops come knocking, in self-defense, defense I shot 'em You've been made to think that death is unavoidable And being ignorant is totally enjoyable That the supreme person if formless boy to know the royal jewels We spit, hit and destroy your skull You're immortal non-local, bodies portable Your historical accounts are completely rhetorical Unfounded, not grounded, nor supportable For you, even paying attention's unaffordable, that's horrible [Scratches]