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.
Akin:
Fuck a penny for my thoughts, here's a dollar
If you can hear me hollar why they pop collar
Champaign and combosie, I press play on a RCA to bring a legend back for the artists
Stay tuned with the stars man, design bars man
I rock with a passion of fight cause life's hard
As long as my sky spinnin, and I reside in it
I define livin with though slides trippin
Killing innocence. Fuck a Glock, Benz, and medicine
Especially when held by keen MC's that grimace and
Uh, fuck y’all thinking “the world’s mine”
Your dumb, dead, or blind. Smarten up, see the signs
Building fall, but race war we brawl
Like a new civil war fuck Bush and Gore
I got one shot to make it to the top
Like a runaway slave ya'll better call the cops
I must be tragic towards the pop culture fabric
Surreal to the listener this shit must be magic
Cise Starr:
It's the art of war stores trying to sell me on the bullshit
I'm laced up buckles n belts pens and toolkits
Building up my city on rock and roll n soul
Coming back on the physical wax so fuck gold
Not a soldier of fortune, but believer in the defense
Protector of the rights, I fight the current events
Soul so bright I cause a total eclipse
Fuck a new order I became my own sequence
Individual might with individual sight with hot lyrical mics high intensity nights. (try and walk with me)
Cise Starr:
Back on the stage in a fiery blaze
Letting loose the inner sanctum while I conjure the grave
Resurrecting on cassette cause my heart in stone
Chip on my shoulder cause I'm always alone
Akin:
And, man, it’s hard to breath without fucking up trees
I zone without the microphone. I’m scribing at ease
Enoch blessed the instro, I let the pen strokes
Paper knocks close to the fate look at menstros
Reminisce on way back in the day
The black face on the screen and crackers, they mock slaves
Fuck a song and a dance. What you get is a glance
A sharp bird’s eye view through black experience
When a sling meet a brake. A slug meets your fate
White robs on a nigga dick—who beneath the taste?
Goddamn, my nigga. It's like I’ve been here before
Like polaroid shot picture that I’m headed for store
The agonizing truth—just lock me up in that booth
‘Cause I'm keep on spittin this shit. It's for the youth
Young niggas coming up. Young Nas to reign
Umbrella ya head, get ahead in this game, my niggas
Fuck a penny for my thoughts, here's a dollar
If you can hear me hollar why they pop collar
Champaign and combosie, I press play on a RCA to bring a legend back for the artists
Stay tuned with the stars man, design bars man
I rock with a passion of fight cause life's hard
As long as my sky spinnin, and I reside in it
I define livin with though slides trippin
Killing innocence. Fuck a Glock, Benz, and medicine
Especially when held by keen MC's that grimace and
Uh, fuck y’all thinking “the world’s mine”
Your dumb, dead, or blind. Smarten up, see the signs
Building fall, but race war we brawl
Like a new civil war fuck Bush and Gore
I got one shot to make it to the top
Like a runaway slave ya'll better call the cops
I must be tragic towards the pop culture fabric
Surreal to the listener this shit must be magic
Cise Starr:
It's the art of war stores trying to sell me on the bullshit
I'm laced up buckles n belts pens and toolkits
Building up my city on rock and roll n soul
Coming back on the physical wax so fuck gold
Not a soldier of fortune, but believer in the defense
Protector of the rights, I fight the current events
Soul so bright I cause a total eclipse
Fuck a new order I became my own sequence
Individual might with individual sight with hot lyrical mics high intensity nights. (try and walk with me)
Cise Starr:
Back on the stage in a fiery blaze
Letting loose the inner sanctum while I conjure the grave
Resurrecting on cassette cause my heart in stone
Chip on my shoulder cause I'm always alone
Akin:
And, man, it’s hard to breath without fucking up trees
I zone without the microphone. I’m scribing at ease
Enoch blessed the instro, I let the pen strokes
Paper knocks close to the fate look at menstros
Reminisce on way back in the day
The black face on the screen and crackers, they mock slaves
Fuck a song and a dance. What you get is a glance
A sharp bird’s eye view through black experience
When a sling meet a brake. A slug meets your fate
White robs on a nigga dick—who beneath the taste?
Goddamn, my nigga. It's like I’ve been here before
Like polaroid shot picture that I’m headed for store
The agonizing truth—just lock me up in that booth
‘Cause I'm keep on spittin this shit. It's for the youth
Young niggas coming up. Young Nas to reign
Umbrella ya head, get ahead in this game, my niggas
Lyrics submitted by CloudEater
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