Untitled Song

Fuk this matrix, I hate this

Fake sh1t, I can't take this

Face it, We're faceless

I can't believe so many embrace this

Willingly, it's villainy

It's killin' me, you feelin' me?

It seems to be that truth garners flippancy

And society honors biggity fools with no dignity

They wanna limit me but I wont join the crowd

Reality isn't a technicality, I keep two feet on the ground

And watch as everything goes to hell all around

Me as I prepare for when the sh1t really hits the fan

And sh1t get's really fukt, just like it's The Stand

We're deep in the quicksand and it can't be fixed when

We are the affliction but a quick fix is what the ungodly rich demand (The Elite)

 

They are the true kings and queens

Pulling strings behind the scenes

So if we want liberty there has to be a total defeat

Of the tyrannical animals known as the global elite

They are the children of the fallen

Moving forward, they're not stalling

So if we want freedom we've gotta beat 'em, it's gotta be a total defeat

Of these evil people we will continue to tag as the global elite