Geodesic Freedom

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Generation X, What's next, I'm vexed, no subtext or context
No content, I'm not content you could say that I'm Malcolm sent
I'm out to vent, I can't extend a friendly hand,
not here to befriend a man
I'm in demand, I'm in control, now watch me flow,
no nine to five, twenty five to life, putting nines to lives
it's just contrived, it's just a lie,
who am I kidding, a nation puts their bid in
and we just do their bidding, call it winning,
but it's sinning, I'm not dissing. y'all be tripping
learn to capitalize
theres no cap on these lies
capitalism,
send them to prisons,
start a pipeline
a life like mine,
a life of crime
but no lifeline
thug living
complex contests but we're still forgiving
I miss em, is what they often say
go ahead and them take them away
y'all ain't gonna play today,
your black skin gets your eyes blackened
with the back end and the back hand
yes I'm black and what about it?
now do you want me shout it?
You profile but is it worth while
I'm not African and I don't know denial,
I am Haitian part of a nation,
moving to a beat a mythic syncopation
a syndication of a cultured hive
how it bore a mind of a drastic kind
a perfect timed line as if God devised to design
a beast from Jurassic times spitting classic rhymes
best believe the hype I'm among these lights at night I bring fright
from these heights till I take my place by right with these knives
fuck these lives

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Faraday
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