Monday, May 24, 2010

104th- fuck illuminati

You don't know what its like.
To annually avoid the sight of the 'light'.
To fight the sickness from taking over my state of mind.
This is the type of shit that can be expressed through a rhyme.

I'm not talking about a disease.
I'm talking about subliminal messages that you didn't even see.
I want my rhymes to be better, more people should read these.
I should be recognized as a true MC, if only i could defend people from media control more easily.

Nobody understands the words that i spray.
Stop rhyming, that is what I'd say, to mind- controlling MCs who to satan do they pray.
But there's a meaning, you just have to search it in your head.
Because looks are deceiving and you're looking at the outer surface.

Yes, i want more recognition.
I'm greedy, who the fuck isn't in every fucking nation.
There's no delegation, just improvisation
of things 'confidential' with too much complication for your lack of comprehension.

They just fooled your vision, with their change of subject. This is how unprepared you are, when there is 'illumination'.

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