This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
(allright)
i can hear the ocean in a shell
but for the life of me i never heard your surges more than raindrops in a well
pallet'n tribe/break beat elitist
element five
fully sold on operation
jeopardised on my survival
i will survive when spray by heavens liquid ammunition
I'll survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions
I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns
born clutching a fistful it hurts morbidly blissful
forms spiraling
//sovereigns bring the rise in the funnel//
a chorus line of blind crazes
tap the water find the tunnel
as skinny click mechanics flock to block pick of the land
we stress the earth around the canvas
dragging stick in the sand
and pen the hell out
amid your tireless bold, behold that iris spits clips subtlely on supremacy therefore blemishes me
oh the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me vague,
skating slalom through this churning murder columns
i am not entirely trained to undo the shame
and **all i got's three pennies** and a rusty mic unto my name
unto my game the father Siamese approach to whose delinquent dichotomy cops emerald city in wonderous novelty
drink drum, sip a snare to spit a rigid sequence,
that's when **freak sons** fade to black,
like these pretty pink lungs, slugger
paper dolls facade as swash buckler (yeah)
bounty hunt the front to document the frosch cluster
i am structure with a smoke ring
militant's distinction with a cloak-and-dagger stagger prime directive
and all else burrows itself amongst drunken perspective (c'mon)
fade me
i flee the scene grippin the missing link like chain gang escapees [2x recorded, overlayd]
(i'm sayin')
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
we cadets hold determination as property undeniably divine [2x recorded, overlayd]
we leak passion for the noise,
there is not a track to cherish
from he who lacks merit
and all i think about's the motion
exerted to colour mavericks alerted
herd a billions nervous lost child prodigies home to flourish
now taciturn facets burn open to yield malarkey navigator when wrestled on fancy driftwood out the vessel
and i settle
a conquest
stamp it
label it
fresh (fresh)
i in turn apply policies which require intrinsic merit (uh)
try to wallow down these yellow bricks with yesterdays appendix on hold
spot it like sky horizon post to //sparcodes// [x2]
load your fantasy
interject a bad dream candidly
[[Aesop Rock:Blue in the Face|blue in the face]] through in the chase between myself and
fame's embrace
face engaging
presence resonant with
chiaroscuro atmospheric traps inhabit the land of denied clearance
(yeeah)
pidgeon hold styles drop similar
the course the corpse patients
lacing non sequitur's that spittle of the chin (spittle of the chin)
upon the recognition pilot soften up the grin
spinning me dizzy cold spending my city of whole water
yeah we got affiliates cadet merit and brilliance
clever //caparell// king thin/g crooked
i shrink i sink into my book
it's like
fury blew the scaffolding askew, and tainted curiosity allow the freak show to continue [no beat]
//[::::::::]//
forty thieves received the cue: commence blending a plan [yeah and that was spooky]
and decorate the dusk like henna to hand
we unknowingly sketch the pentagram by sending clans
of caffeinated couriers upon a quest to run the perfect circle around a star
bizarre pattern with a bad vibe
like Jafar to Aladdin
pardon the carbon-based blaze amongst the stagnant trend frenzy, it offends me
wait
aint it the liquid soul therapy
i sip to grip a stationary pillar yet we slipped this boogie nights sucked wattage from rookie lights
now you proud
i'ma be there once you rush in just to touch the mushroom cloud
drink failure [x2]
lord have mercy on their dreams
pretty pixels tend to trickle down the screen
now what i mean? i scream
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
we consider fresh soundplay we sink frighteninly close to extinct [x2]
my life line is an assignment to
feed the arts my spirit and bleed merit
....
the conclusion is subtle
huddled amongst hermetic gutter bug's peasants and drunks junkies to critics
sick dictators haters
kings to alley urchins, monarchs, narcs to liars circling a wild fires (fires)
live wires i tend to plan an action less to orderly in
with an otherwise uncommonly primer to normalcy torn (torn)
these trades fade as cadavers due to conflicting data.
matter first heard as remarkable now labelled unmarketable
damn thorn in my side
and a high five hives despised from feedings of alien seedlings, retreating
burst the threshold, make the vessel capsize, in the hollering's of buoyant survivors treading evoke dreaded leviathan
dead it
headed to crunch the world of mc etiquette
by dismantling mikes prior to passing towards degenerates
how do you like that settlement - you feel that?
a maverick like myself bottles the quiz
till the cocoon naturally peels back
this little light of mine shines at a hundred billion times the magnitude of every star
within an ample stride's amble
i alerted
my sole crusaders
to trade the games
prescribed a strict diet of D D T and Kelthane
infested when ingested
glorious vellum addressing hellots to zealots
to Jezebel's to hellish fellons
granted
my [[Aesop_Rock:Attention_Span|span of attention]] is not what it used to be, but most of y'all delinquents ain't amusing me no more
Get Merit.
i can hear the ocean in a shell
but for the life of me i never heard your surges more than raindrops in a well
pallet'n tribe/break beat elitist
element five
fully sold on operation
jeopardised on my survival
i will survive when spray by heavens liquid ammunition
I'll survive when betrayed by my brethren's wicked ambitions
I'll survive when grated with shut-eye sticky thickets and thorns
born clutching a fistful it hurts morbidly blissful
forms spiraling
//sovereigns bring the rise in the funnel//
a chorus line of blind crazes
tap the water find the tunnel
as skinny click mechanics flock to block pick of the land
we stress the earth around the canvas
dragging stick in the sand
and pen the hell out
amid your tireless bold, behold that iris spits clips subtlely on supremacy therefore blemishes me
oh the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me vague,
skating slalom through this churning murder columns
i am not entirely trained to undo the shame
and **all i got's three pennies** and a rusty mic unto my name
unto my game the father Siamese approach to whose delinquent dichotomy cops emerald city in wonderous novelty
drink drum, sip a snare to spit a rigid sequence,
that's when **freak sons** fade to black,
like these pretty pink lungs, slugger
paper dolls facade as swash buckler (yeah)
bounty hunt the front to document the frosch cluster
i am structure with a smoke ring
militant's distinction with a cloak-and-dagger stagger prime directive
and all else burrows itself amongst drunken perspective (c'mon)
fade me
i flee the scene grippin the missing link like chain gang escapees [2x recorded, overlayd]
(i'm sayin')
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
we cadets hold determination as property undeniably divine [2x recorded, overlayd]
we leak passion for the noise,
there is not a track to cherish
from he who lacks merit
and all i think about's the motion
exerted to colour mavericks alerted
herd a billions nervous lost child prodigies home to flourish
now taciturn facets burn open to yield malarkey navigator when wrestled on fancy driftwood out the vessel
and i settle
a conquest
stamp it
label it
fresh (fresh)
i in turn apply policies which require intrinsic merit (uh)
try to wallow down these yellow bricks with yesterdays appendix on hold
spot it like sky horizon post to //sparcodes// [x2]
load your fantasy
interject a bad dream candidly
[[Aesop Rock:Blue in the Face|blue in the face]] through in the chase between myself and
fame's embrace
face engaging
presence resonant with
chiaroscuro atmospheric traps inhabit the land of denied clearance
(yeeah)
pidgeon hold styles drop similar
the course the corpse patients
lacing non sequitur's that spittle of the chin (spittle of the chin)
upon the recognition pilot soften up the grin
spinning me dizzy cold spending my city of whole water
yeah we got affiliates cadet merit and brilliance
clever //caparell// king thin/g crooked
i shrink i sink into my book
it's like
fury blew the scaffolding askew, and tainted curiosity allow the freak show to continue [no beat]
//[::::::::]//
forty thieves received the cue: commence blending a plan [yeah and that was spooky]
and decorate the dusk like henna to hand
we unknowingly sketch the pentagram by sending clans
of caffeinated couriers upon a quest to run the perfect circle around a star
bizarre pattern with a bad vibe
like Jafar to Aladdin
pardon the carbon-based blaze amongst the stagnant trend frenzy, it offends me
wait
aint it the liquid soul therapy
i sip to grip a stationary pillar yet we slipped this boogie nights sucked wattage from rookie lights
now you proud
i'ma be there once you rush in just to touch the mushroom cloud
drink failure [x2]
lord have mercy on their dreams
pretty pixels tend to trickle down the screen
now what i mean? i scream
BUILD ME (me)
KILL ME (me)
we consider fresh soundplay we sink frighteninly close to extinct [x2]
my life line is an assignment to
feed the arts my spirit and bleed merit
....
the conclusion is subtle
huddled amongst hermetic gutter bug's peasants and drunks junkies to critics
sick dictators haters
kings to alley urchins, monarchs, narcs to liars circling a wild fires (fires)
live wires i tend to plan an action less to orderly in
with an otherwise uncommonly primer to normalcy torn (torn)
these trades fade as cadavers due to conflicting data.
matter first heard as remarkable now labelled unmarketable
damn thorn in my side
and a high five hives despised from feedings of alien seedlings, retreating
burst the threshold, make the vessel capsize, in the hollering's of buoyant survivors treading evoke dreaded leviathan
dead it
headed to crunch the world of mc etiquette
by dismantling mikes prior to passing towards degenerates
how do you like that settlement - you feel that?
a maverick like myself bottles the quiz
till the cocoon naturally peels back
this little light of mine shines at a hundred billion times the magnitude of every star
within an ample stride's amble
i alerted
my sole crusaders
to trade the games
prescribed a strict diet of D D T and Kelthane
infested when ingested
glorious vellum addressing hellots to zealots
to Jezebel's to hellish fellons
granted
my [[Aesop_Rock:Attention_Span|span of attention]] is not what it used to be, but most of y'all delinquents ain't amusing me no more
Get Merit.
Lyrics submitted by uteinfullerton
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