Schemes & Slaves

Reel Wolf & Grinz (CAN) & Mic Gutz & Canibus - Rap, In English
Schemes & Slaves
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Duration: 3:55
Lyrics
[Chorus: Mic Gutz] Land of the schemes, home of the slaves (Slaves) Room full of thieves that control the game (Games) They must not defeat us in any way (Way, nope) Are you a Reel Wolf or you just the prey? (Ahoo!) The cost for your freedom is the life you pay (Yeah!) No matter if they kill you or you locked away (Away) It's death by design, we're the last beings (We're the last) We're under mind control, what am I thinkin'? (What!) [Verse 1: Grinz] Yo, I lay low, wipe the sickness off the cеiling Far from snake type, the anacondas in my dеnim In the lab like a chemist creatin' this serum I'm injectin' these beats 'cause these flows we spit are venom Takin' odds with the water drip, poison our orifices Makin' us more susceptible to takin' orders With no clue what we walkin' into The apocalypse, it's all around us but people plot to all of this Unleashin' demons with a golden flask We warm-blooded mammals but brain freeze like polar caps They got their eye on me, like from the scope attached And I'm walkin' a thin line with no balance like overdraft Knowledge, taught to maintain like sharin' rations With savages, hard to swallow but yes, it is 'Cause the grip's tight like fashion is Like we shackled in the castle's dungeon 'Til we master the mic curriculum [Chorus: Mic Gutz] Land of the schemes, home of the slaves (Slaves) Room full of thieves that control the game (Games) They must not defeat us in any way (Way, nope) Are you a Reel Wolf or you just the prey? (Ahoo!) The cost for your freedom is the life you pay (Yeah!) No matter if they kill you or you locked away (Away) It's death by design, we're the last beings (We're the last) We're under mind control, what am I thinkin'? (What!) [Verse 2: Mic Gutz] I'm well hung like Saddam, chemical arms (Snake) With a bomb strapped back in the pack, I set it off (Boom!) I'm the nicest, come like ISIS, your head is off When the knife slits quick in your shit, hear the guards Kamikaze, I bomb a Nazi, piss on his body Like port-a-potties, shit on The Illuminati (Fuck 'em) The U.S. killed Gaddafi and now they're out for Mugabe (Facts) 'Cause their love of gold keeps a currency on everybody (Yeah!) Wallahi, they want us Down Under like an Aussie Send us to war for opium and tell us where our poppy (Yeah!) We've embodied this maniacal hierarchy who acts violently (Grr!) Remindin' me we're nothing but peasants in this society (That's a problem) They got an eye on me (yeah!), the seein' eye conspires lies Reporting it live on the widest screen (Liar) You're too narrow-minded for your eyes to see (Too blinded!) The revolution will not be televised in its entirety (Don't vote) [Interlude] There are a group of people collectively known as the Illuminati who want us to believe in some extraterrestrial threat from space so that they can cause a world government You know, bringing together of all the people to resist that external threat And this is the age of deception. There's no doubt about it [Verse 3: Canibus] A few guitar riffs per bong hit They call me Chief Sitting Long Dick My squad mix alcohol in my grits (Really what y'all mean?) Mustang freedom fighter roadie, Viet-Nairobi Lac Courte tribe smoke peace pipe, Bodhi They think they know me but they don't, homie That's just a clone of me, wireless uploads when they go to sleep Inshallah, Australian great white, black tip sharks With war paint from a national park We tippy-toe where the bears walk Pick up the scent to the nearest mark, scan airspace for hawks My student rhymers are instrument instructor designers Goldfinger finding Destructicons constructin' my island Loadmaster payload pilot The cargo is a fragment from a Mars comet Visual contact causes Alzheimer's I'm astonished that they see no evil and hear no violence but it's all around us [Chorus: Mic Gutz] Land of the schemes, home of the slaves (Slaves) Room full of thieves that control the game (Games) They must not defeat us in any way (Way, nope) Are you a Reel Wolf or you just the prey? (Ahoo!) The cost for your freedom is the life you pay (Yeah!) No matter if they kill you or you locked away (Away) It's death by design, we're the last beings (We're the last) We're under mind control, what am I thinkin'? (What!)
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Credits
- Writers
- Grinz (CAN)
- Mic Gutz
- Canibus