Tunin' In

I can't listen to the words they speak Got the wrong tone and an egregious reach Wishin we could listen to the words they teach But to do that shit is to feed a hungry leech Temptresses appear very sweet Welcome you to join them when they sittin' in their seat Having lucid visions of all my dreams Unaware that my conscious might be under siege Sittin' quietly attracted to a prophecy But moronically we been searching constantly Looking for consistency praying on the mysteries But honestly man... That don't mean shit to me If I would spit it honestly then my philosophy Is simply that we fed up with monotony I can feel destiny jockin me, fate is plottin G So do one thing and just promise me Counteract these monopolies that's developing And enveloping societal catastrophe I don't know what's coming after me But one thing that I know is that it will be lackin' see Logically there's probably ain't much stopping me To expose these drastically frequent fallacies I Can feel enemies tracking me But the word is that they be straight up lackin' with efficiencies Got a package on him so he got the ratchet on him Kinda hard to watch how the pack age a homie Chemicals bring the plague on the lonely And if guilt makes men wet then they be soakin' So I just disengage from the phonies Superficial greed will always RIP below me Dolla signs in they eyes they be glowin' It be bringing out their true colors for the showin' Sittin back takin' cracks at the facts We're just letting slacking wacks jack us for hella stacks Snap back for the lives Johnny done crack The truth been quiet but the static brings the flack News televize snakes on the rise Still you can't go and justify no homicide Innocent get swat by the SWAT like flies Money gets thrown around just to cover up the genocide Either ask why or we won't ever rise A college try never wasted take it from the wise Ignorance multiplies and we oblige As they openly fantasize on our demise I wanna ease your disenchanted minds With bars so hot they could sublime a dime It's about time that we question why Isn't piff legalized but murder is legitimized? No matter where you grew up as a kid Every jurisdiction repping colors in this bitch Every other year be frequent as a fucking bitch To step up in the booth, put a name on the tick While our brains fry from the Facebook feed Non-authorities sway us through the screen Cut ties with those seeing differently Mesmerized with the lies from words we read We in charge of our life decide who got the rock Maybe you passed it and you just forgot? We can live expecting and up with squat They owe us not earn ya spot or get forgot Watch in shock cheetoh fro calls shots While the UN gawks we look like the laughing stock Wish I could tip the hands of the mother fucking clock But, by then maybe the shepard done killed his flock We're tunin' into the blasphemy! We're tunin' into the blasphemy!