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released June 24, 2016

written by CASHUS FLOW
produced by FIVE SICKS

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Track Name: In Orbit
(verse 1)
THE VASTNESS OF ABSENCE, THE VOID I'VE ENJOYED
IN A LABYRINTH OF ANTHEM-LESS DROIDS PARANOID.
COULDN'T SHARE ALL MY WARES CUZ THE POWERS ENCOUNTERED ENSNARED THE UNAWARE, AND COWARDICE SHOWERED.
BUT I'M ORBITING SURE OF THINGS, OUT WHERE IT'S BOUNDLESS.
NO CHORDS OR STRINGS, THE CHORUS SINGS A MOUNTING OF COUNTLESS
UNSUNG, DUSTY-LUNGED VOICES OF THE CHOICE-LESS
UNSTRUNG AND STUCK HUNG, POINTLESSLY HOISTED.
I CAN SEE THE SHOOKEN IN THEIR EYES BUT TAKE A LOOK UP AT THE SKIES
THERE'S A BOOKING FOR THE WISE AND A HOOK IN IT'S DISGUISE.
FOR THOSE WHO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE LOOK INSIDE.
LET YOUR CONSCIENCE BE YOUR GUIDE, IT'S NOT A BUNCH OF JIVE.
BE YOURSELF, FREE YOURSELF. I'LL BE FLOATING WITH ME, MYSELF, AND FIVE SICKS' SEISMIC SOUND WAVES IN SEAS OF STELLAR VIBRATIONS. MEDITATING WITH THE CONSTELLATIONS
IN SILENCE THE NIGHT NEVER ENDS IN THE MIND WITH US.
THE LIGHT NEVER SHINES WHERE WE HIDE BUT THE UNBLINDED EYE CAN FIND IT IF THEY TRY.
THE UNKNOWN IS GREATER THAN SCIENCE CAN EVEN IMAGINE ADVANCING
AND DEEPER THAN FATHOMS BENEATH ATLANTIS.

(verse 2)
IT'S THE FINAL FRONTIER, CUZ ANYBODY TIME TRAVELING'S PROBABLY WINDING UP HERE, WITHOUT A PLAN OF GETTING BACK HOME.
WE JUST DISAPPEARED FROM THE RANGE KINDA STRANGE LIKE
I'D BEEN NAILING DOWN TRACKS WITH VOCALS LIKE SOME TRAIN SPIKES.
ALL FUCKING DAY LONG, WORKIN' ON THE RAILS TO COAST STRAIGHT THRU YOUR TRAIN OF THOUGHTS AND BLAZE A COUPLE TRAILS.
OPENING THE SCOPE FOR YOUR FOCUS TO ELOPE WITH A CLEARER VIEW OF HOPE, AND THEN I HAD TO BOAT
BACK TO THE STARS WITH SOME SAMPLES IN A JAR AND AN AMPLE AMOUNT OF PLANETS SURROUNDING US FROM AFAR
LOOKING DOWN AND JUST PATIENTLY OBSERVING.
SEEMS THESE ENERGIES ARE PLEASED WITH THE WEIGHTLESS UNIVERSES.

(verse 3)
I'M NOT SPACED OUT, COMPLACENT, OR FACED WITH DOUBT.
I'M JUST A WEE SPROUT CULTURALLY DEVOUT.
I RIDE ALONG THE EXPECTED TRAJECTORY OF MY PROJECTED FEELINGS YET TO BE EXPRESSED, AND YET THEY'RE LEADING
EVERY ROTATION, GAINING FRACTIONS OF TRACTION
ON FERTILE GROUNDS THAT LAY THE PATH TO YOUR UNDERSTANDING, IT'S MATH KID. AND A LITTLE LANDSCAPING.
PLANTED WITHIN THE PLANET OF HABITS THAT CAN'T SHAKE ME.
OUR HABITAT OF MAGIC AND ANARCHY, FROM PALACE TO POVERTY
THE FACTS REMAIN INTACT WITH OUR FAMILY.
THAT PUTS MADNESS IN THE HANDS OF A GENIUS.
AND ONCE YOU LEARN TO LOVE THERE'LL BE NOTHING STANDING BETWEEN US, BUT MERCURY AND VENUS
AND THE REDISCOVERY OF OUR SPECIES.
I KNOW IT'S SOUNDING OUT OF REACH FOR NOW BUT TRUST ME IT'S EASY.
NOBODY TAUGHT YOU HOW TO FLY? STRENGTHEN YOUR WINGSPREAD.
AND WHEN YOU DECIDE YOU WANNA SEE OUTSIDE YOUR MIND THEN BRING FRIENDS.

(verse 4)
WE'RE OUT IN ORBIT STILL MEASURING AND RECORDING THE EFFECTS OF OUR PRESENCE ON THIS EXISTENTIAL PORTRAIT AT PRESENT
TIME AND SPACE, COMBINED IN ONE YOU'LL FIND THE SUM
THE SHINING SUN. NEARLY NINETY-THREE MILLION MILES FROM US.
WITHIN THE FRAME OF POETIC AIM THE PICTURE IS PERFECT.
ALL THE SPLENDOR AND BEAUTY THAT ONE COULD WISH FOR AND WORSHIP.
BUT THERE'S A LENS ON YOUR VISION SO YOUR PERCEPTION IS DIFFERENT.
IT KEEPS OUR ENERGIES SEPARATE ON THE SPECTRUM OF WISDOM.
IMPERFECTION IS THE GLITCH IN THE SYSTEM, THE WORLD WE LIVE IN.
THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER IS A SUBJECT TO OPINION.
FROM ULTIMATE INDIFFERENCE TO PHILOSOPHICAL MINIONS
I'M WATCHIN' YA'LL FROM ON TOP OF THE GLOBE
TALKIN' IT OVER AND THINKIN'…
HOW LONG TIL WE'RE BACK IN THE LAP OF GRAVITY
AND MAN IT'S BEEN A WHOLE LOTTA FUN CONFUSED WITH TRAGEDY.
IT'S LEFT ME WITH A WHOLE BUNCH OF LOVE DISGUISED AS APATHY.
TRIUMPH, TAKE A LOOK UP AT THE SKY, YOU KNOW WHERE I AM.

(verse 5)
WE STAY UP UP HIGH IN CLOUDS WAY ABOVE SKIES
RISING LIKE THE MORNING WITH A SUBTLE TOUCH OF SUNSHINE.
CELESTIAL TERRESTRIALS PENCIL ME IN AT LUNCHTIME.
EVERY OTHER DAY I'M BACK AROUND THE WAY, IT'S SUBLIME
LIKE CLOCKWORK UNWINDING. A PACIFIST WITH PUNCHLINES
HAGGARD WITH A HUNCHED SPINE, LANGUAGE OF THE TONGUE-TIED.
IN THE LAND OF MILK AND HONEY WHERE THE BUTTER FLIES
RIGHT UP OFF THE TONGUE, FUNKDAFIED, WITH A LUNGER VIBE.
THE RAIN BOWS LIKE THE FLOWS OF THE TROUBLED TIDE.
THE SHRUG INSIDE A STRUGGLING STRIDE WHILE OTHERS RUN AND HIDE.
THE JUGGLED LIVES TUMBLING, THUNDERING INTO MUFFLED MICS
CATCH A BOLT OF LIGHTNING ONCE IT STRIKES, CATCHING UPWARD FLIGHT.

(outro/bridge to "Tamboo")
WE STAY UP UP HIGH IN CLOUDS WAY ABOVE SKIES
RISING LIKE THE MORNING WITH A SUBTLE TOUCH OF SUNSHINE
AND THE UNTOUCHABLE SUBJECT OF JUST RHYMIN'S MAKIN' SOME UNCOMFORTABLE, I'LL SAVE IT FOR ANOTHER TIME.
Track Name: Black Holes
(verse 1)
PAY ME NO INDIFFERENCE, NOT BECAUSE I WANNA BE LISTENED TO
PAY ME YOUR ATTENTION BECAUSE I'M AN INDIVIDUAL WHO
MIGHT BLESS YOUR OPINION OR VIEW FOR A MINUTE OR TWO WITH A HINT OR A CLUE
MIGHT SLIP YOU A TICKET TO TRUTH, FOR THE IGN'ANT ALOOF POOL OF CITIZEN FOOLS.
THEY MIGHT SNAP FROM THE INFINITE LOOP OF THEIR LIFE ON A CYCLE WHERE TIME ISN'T RIGHTFULLY YOURS TO EXPLORE
ON A COURSE TO AFFORD WHILE YOU'RE SPINNIN' TO THE RHYTHM OF RULE, ROCKIN' YOUR BUSY-MAN SUIT.
THEY MIGHT FIND THE UNLIMITED PROOF
FOR THE SIGHTLESS, AN EYEFUL UNBLINDED, THE LIGHT BULB IS LIT IN THE MIND SO WE CLIMB FROM THE HOLES PRE-DESIGNED TO CONTROL DEEP INSIDE THE SUBLIMINAL ROOTS.

(chorus)
SO WE'RE TAKIN' IT BACK TO THE SACRED AND TRACKING OUR WAVES OF GRAVITATIONAL RIPPLES IN SPACE-TIME
TRAVELING TO UNRAVEL THE FRAME…
TWO BLACK HOLES BECOME ONE IN THE SAME.

(verse 2)
CASHUS FLOW AND FIVE SICKS ELECTRO-MAGNETIZE RIFTS.
SIT BACK AND WATCH YOUR ENVIRONMENT SHIFT.
WHETHER OR NOT YOU'LL SURVIVE IS A GIANT IF.
LEAPIN' OFF OF THAT SCIENCE CLIFF
WITH A MIC IN MY GRIP AND MY LIFE TO THE WIND
FAKE A SMILE OR A GRIN WHILE I FIGHT FOR MY RIGHT TO EXIST.
GEEKIN' HARD ON THAT RHYMIN' TIP, INDUSTRIAL DIAMOND FLIP
CLIMB INSIDE YOUR OWN MIND AND SIGN THE SLIP, TAKE A SELF-IDENTIFYING TRIP
ON A TRAIN OF THOUGHT TO THE REASONING OF BEING.
GIVE YOUR AIMLESS WANDER SOME BREATHING ROOM
AND REALITY, A SEAT AT THE MEETING TOO.
PLANT A SEED IN THE WOMB OF COMPREHENSION AND WATCH PERCEPTION BLOOM.
FIND THE ESSENCE OF PRESENCE, IMPRESS IT, AND LEAVE YOUR MESSAGE ENTOMBED.
IT'S THE HOW-TO ON VALUING SELF. NOW YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO SCOUR FOR HELP.
NO TURNING BACK ONCE THE POWER IS FELT.
NO WAY TO CHANGE, THAT'S JUST HOW IT IS DEALT.

(chorus)
SO WE'RE TAKIN' IT BACK TO THE SACRED AND TRACKING OUR WAVES OF GRAVITATIONAL RIPPLES IN SPACE-TIME
TRAVELING TO UNRAVEL THE FRAME…
TWO BLACK HOLES BECOME ONE IN THE SAME.

(verse 3)
CAN YOU SEE WHAT I SEE WHEN YOU LOOK OUT YOUR WINDOW TO WATCH HOW THE WORLD IS UNRAVELLING?
HOW THE FREEDOMS OF PEOPLE ARE SHOOKEN AND DWINDLING
CHAOS IS SWIRLING IN HAVOC'S SPRING?
HOW THE TROUBLE IS BUBBLIN', OOZIN', RUNNING ILLUSION, DOUBLING SUBTLE CONFUSION
MUMBLING SOMETHING AND STUMBLING IN RUBBLE OF COMING CONCLUSIONS? THINK!
WITH THE LOVE FROM ABOVE I WAS SPAWNED FROM THE LAWS OF THE JUNGLE
THE CAUSE FOR THE HUNT WAS IMPOSSIBLE HUNGER
THE CAUTION WAS TOSSED WHEN THE SONG OF THE THUNDER WAS SUNG FROM THE STOMACH
AND UP FROM THE UNDER, THE STRONGER THE YOUNGER
THE SCOFF FROM THE LUNGER. I'M WATCHING AND WONDERING
WHEN WILL THE SKY FINALLY FALL ON THE LOTT OF US?
THOUGHTS SO INNOCUOUS COMMONLY BLUNDERING.
AM I OVER YOUR HEAD? ARE YOU MISSING THE POINT?
ARE YOU LISTENING IN DISAPPOINTEDLY?
IS IT NOT WHAT YOU THOUGHT IT WAS? ALL FOR THE PROFIT OF POWER? CONSUMING THE SOYLENT GREEN?
YOUR ONLY CHOICE IS BETWEEN POISONS AND A FEW VOICELESS "LEADERS".
LIKE TWO VOIDS ON A COURSE FOR COLLISION UNAVOIDABLY EAGER.

(chorus)
SO WE'RE TAKIN' IT BACK TO THE SACRED AND TRACKING OUR WAVES OF GRAVITATIONAL RIPPLES IN SPACE-TIME
TRAVELING TO UNRAVEL THE FRAME…
TWO BLACK HOLES BECOME ONE IN THE SAME.

SO WE'RE TAKIN' IT BACK TO THE SACRED AND TRACKING OUR WAVES OF GRAVITATIONAL RIPPLES IN SPACE-TIME
TRAVELING TO UNRAVEL THE FRAME…
TWO BLACK HOLES BECOME ONE IN THE SAME.

(bridge)
WE'RE OFF THE GRID AND WATCHIN', HIDDEN, NOT FORGETTING TO WASH OUR HANDS.
WE'RE OFF IN ORBIT SPOTTING CORPORATE PLOTS EXTORTING THE PROMISE LAND.
WE STAY AWAKE AND NEVER BREAK OR SEVER, CONSCIOUS OF ALL THEIR PLANS.
OUR GRAVITATIONAL WAVES ECHO FOREVER AND DAYS EXTRA.
RADIATING KNOWLEDGE FOR THE COMMON MAN.

(chorus)
SO WE'RE TAKIN' IT BACK TO THE SACRED AND TRACKING OUR WAVES OF GRAVITATIONAL RIPPLES IN SPACE-TIME
TRAVELING TO UNRAVEL THE FRAME…
TWO BLACK HOLES BECOME ONE IN THE SAME.
Track Name: Awaken
(verse 1)
FUCK A HANDSHAKE, TAKE SOME TIME TO CARE.
YOUR STATE OF MIND'S A BARREN LANDSCAPE, IN WAR CRIME IS FAIR
AND THE CLIMATE OF YOUR PSYCHO-SOCIAL ENVIRONMENT'S UNSTABLE ENOUGH TO UPRISE AND REVOLT.
THERE'S NO SCIENCE INVOLVED.
KNOW THE SIGNS IN YOUR LIFE AND LOVE GRATEFULLY.
THE FEAR REARING THE NEXT GENERATION IS JUST HATEFUL AND NEEDLESS.
OWN THE RIGHTS TO YOUR SOUL AND LIVE FREELY FROM EVIL.
WE'RE OUT IN ORBIT, NOT UNDER LIGHTNING'S CONTROL, BELIEVE IT.
ABOVE THE CLOUDS OF DECEPTION CROWDS IN A FOG OF CONFUSION
THRONGS CAPTURED AND GASPING FOR UNDERSTANDING LIKE OXYGEN
AND ALL YOU GET IS TOXIC COSMIC DEBRIS AND SOME POCKET LINT
TO SPEND ON YOUR SHOPPING SPREE CUZ YOU'VE LOST YOUR SENSE, WATCH IT.

(verse 2)
ELOQUENT MELODIES, HEAVY HEAVENLY MEDLEY OF ENERGIES
HEAVEN HELP ME REMEMBER THE SEVEN DEADLY TO MEMORY CELLS
CEMENT IT ALL MENTALLY.
SEND ME FRIENDLY CELESTIAL BEINGS, A SENSE OF RELIEF
A VENT RELEASED TO SET IT ALL FREE EXISTENTIALLY SPEAKING
EXTRA-TERRESTRIAL INTELLECTUAL PEOPLE ARE DEMONS
SELLING THE DEVIL TO WEAKLINGS ON TELEVISION SCREENS
THEY MELT IN THEIR SEATS AND STAY LOST UP IN THIS BRAINWASH
SYSTEM UNDER THE SPELL OF THE BEAST.

(verse 3)
I GIVE PRAISE FOR CREATION, APPROPRIATE CONCENTRATION
WE'RE BUILDING BRIDGES FOR BATTLES AND HAVIN' THAT CONVERSATION.
I'M MULTI-TASKING COLLAPSING THE WALLS WITH SPIES TRAPPED BEHIND'EM.
THEY'LL KILL A WITNESS TO SILENCE AND CLAIM THE TRIUMPH OF SCIENCE.
BABBLING FABRICATIONS, IMAGINE MY FASCINATION LAPSE WITH ELABORATE AND SENSATIONAL ACTS OF BASIC DISTRACTION.
NAVIGATING THE CHANGING MAZE NEGATES A MAP AND IT'S STRANGE BUT WE'RE PATIENTLY LAYING TRACKS TO TRACE IT BACK
NOW TAKE IT BACK.

(chorus)
CUZ NOW THEY'RE FIGHTING FOR THEIR RIGHTS TO BE TAKEN…
WITH A BLIND SENSE OF RAGE AND FRUSTRATION.
WHEN THEIR BELIEF SYSTEM'S FOUNDATION IS SHAKEN…
THEY CAN FALL PREY TO SNAKES OR AWAKEN.
BUT NOW THEY'RE SHOUTING AT THEIR ALLIES MISTAKEN…
WITH A FEELING SO ALONE AND FORSAKEN.
AND WHEN THE GROUNDS ON WHICH THEY STUMBLE START QUAKIN'…
THEY CAN FALL DEEPER ASLEEP OR AWAKEN.
Track Name: Streams
(verse 1)
LIFE'S A STREAM OF SORROW TO SWIM IN, I WON'T BE DREAMIN' TOMORROW, I WON'T BE SLEEPIN' TONIGHT
I'M BARELY LIVIN OR CARIN', ALL TOO AWARE OF THE PLIGHTS
AND FIGHTS FOR LOST CAUSES, APPLAUSES FOR SELF-DESTRUCTING WONDERS OF MIGHT.
THE STRONGEST OF ALL OF US FAMOUSLY IN DEBT TO DEGRADATION BY CONSUMER EXPECTATION
FOR FETISH OR FASCINATION, NOT CONSCIOUS OR JUST.
THE WIND IS GONE WITH THE TRUST
BLOW ME AWAY, SUCKER-PUNCH ME ALL IN THE GUT
AND I'M BALLIN' IT UP, SWALLOW THE LUMP, WALLOWING SLUMPED
I WON'T FOLLOW THE SUCKAS SO I STAND AND WALK WITH A STRUT.
EVERYDAY'S A REASON TO CRY, I TRY SMILING
BUT IT DOESN'T AFFECT MY SITUATION IN THE SLIGHTEST.
CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT, I KNOW IT AS LIVING AND DYING
A SAD STAE OF AFFAIRS AND I WON'T BEGIN TO DENY IT
SO WATCH YO STEP!!!
IT SMELLS SHITTY, PROTECT YOUR FEET
CUZ YOU'LL FIND NO RESPECT IN SELF-PITY OR SELF-DEFEAT.

(verse 2)
LIFE'S A STREAM OF CHAOS SERENE, I'VE FOUND PEACE IN THE STRUGGLE
I'VE FOUND MY PLACE ON THE SCENE AND KEEP IT HUMBLE
AND CLEAN
FREE FROM SUBSTANCES IMPEDING ON MY FREEDOM OF THOUGHT
BELIEVE IT OR NOT, MY TONGUE FLOWS LIKE THE JUNGLE IS GREEN
JUST TO RELAX.
COLLAPSE THE RABBIT HOLE IN IT'S TRACKS
FLEE THE RUBBLE UNSEEN AND START UNFOLDING THE FACTS.
STANDING ON TOP, FINDING TRIUMPH OVER EVERY UNFRIENDLY ENTITIES ENERGY THAT EVER TRIED TO HINDER ME.
I AM, JOHNNY CASH, AND I'M PROUD OF ALL MY PAST ENDEAVORS.
I HELD MY GROUND THRU NASTY WEATHERS, THAT'LL LAST FOREVER.
GONE AT LAST ARE THE ENDLESS DAYS AND RESTLESS WAYS
WRESTLING WITH A MENTAL MAZE ATTEMPTING TO CONQUER MATH.
I'M SEEIN' DEMONS BEFORE ME LORD AND I'M HOLDING STRONG.
I'M SEEING PEOPLE SUCCUMBING TO WHAT WE KNOW IS WRONG.
I SEE MY TRIALS OF FIRE AND KNOW IT WON'T BE LONG...
Track Name: All Day
(preface 1)
FUCK THE PRESIDENT.
FUCK EACH AND EVERY WHITE HOUSE RESIDENT.
FUCK THE POLICE.
FUCK THE KLANSMEN WHO ROAM STREETS IN GHOST SHEETS.
FUCK THE FASCISTS.
FUCK THE HASHTAG ACTIVISTS.
FUCK THE UNINFORMED MASSES.
FUCK THE MEDIA.
AND FUCK ALL OF THE BRAINWASH BULLSHIT THEY'RE FEEDIN' YA.

(verse 1)
ARE YOU WATCHING WHAT THE WORLD IS DOING OR PURSUING?
WE'VE GOT A BIRDSEYE VIEW OF IT, TRYIN' TO CLUE YOU IN.
ARE YOU JADED WITH COMPLACENCE? ARE YOU BORED WITH THINGS?
ARE YOU SEEING WHAT I'M SEEING? ARE YOU ORBITING?
ARE YOU FORFEITING? NO? WELL HOLD IT DOWN WITH THE REST OF US.
THERE'S NOWHERE LEFT TO EXODUS, RESPECT THE JUST
WISE INHABITANTS.
THE LAVISH AND EXTRAVAGANT AVALANCHE OF VANITY
DEMANDS YOU RISE TO AFFLUENCE WITH THE PRICE OF STANDARD LIVIN'.
FROM THE CAPITAL OF AUDACITY, A PLANET BUYIN' GALAXIES.
BRANDING THE LIFE OF SCANDALOUS, RIGHTS'LL VANISH QUICK.
THE WALL THE MAN HAS GOT OUR BACK AGAINST IS CANVAS FOR THE HAND THAT WRITES THE MANUSCRIPT.

(chorus)
WE'RE ALL DAY WITH THE TRADE, IT AIN'T ABOUT STAYIN' PAID.
WE STAY CONSCIOUS AND ACKNOWLEDGE OUR REALITY.
WE'RE ALL PACKIN' A SKILL, IT'S NOT ABOUT STACKIN' BILLS.
WE STACK KNOWLEDGE ON TOP LIKE THE STARS WE'RE PROUD TO BE.
WE'RE ALL NIGHT WITH THE CRAFT, IT'S ALL ABOUT WRITIN' RAPS AND REPPIN' LOUDLY 'BOUT STEPPIN' OUTSIDE YOUR BOUNDARIES.
WE'RE ALL NIGHT ON THE CHOP, IT'S ALL ABOUT THAT HIP-HOP.
OUR REVOLUTION'S TOOL OF SOUND TO KEEP OUR GROUNDS TO SPEAK.

(preface 2)
FUCK YOUR TECHNOLOGY.
FUCK THE POWER-HUNGRY TURNING EARTH TO PROPERTY.
FUCK YOUR HONEST OPINION.
FUCK THE KINGS AND QUEENS.
FUCK THE VATICAN.
AND FUCK CAPITALISM.
FUCK THE PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM.
FUCK COLLEGE TUITION.
FUCK YOUR BUSINESS.
FUCK PRIVATIZED PRISON.
FUCK THE UNITED NATIONS.
FUCK THE NEW WORLD ORDER.
FUCK A FEMA CAMP, I'M GOIN' OUT BLAZIN'.

(verse 2)
I'VE GOT SOME ENEMIES, THEY'RE SURE TO REMEMBER ME
AND WHEN I PEN A PIECE YOU BEST BELIEVE I DON'T FORGET THEM EITHER.
I'M SENDING MESSAGES MELDED WITH INSTRUMENTALS
WITH TELEKINETIC EMPHASIS EMBEDDED IN RHETORIC DEEPLY.
A REBEL IN THE MACHINE GIVIN' THE SENSE OF FREEDOM BACK TO ROBOTICIZED MINDS UNDER THE SPELL OF THE BEAST.
YOU'VE BEEN RELEASED INTO A STELLAR SEA OF MELODIES.
AT LEAST THE POWERS THAT BE CAN NEVER CENSOR THEE.
SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND TRY IT OUT WHILE THE CROWDS WATCHIN'.
I'M IN THE SKY CLOUD-HOPPIN', FLYIN' 'ROUND PROBLEMS.
I SEE THE ATLAS AND I'M TRYING TO REACH THE MASSES.
WITH PLANETARY PERSPECTIVE I CAN READ BETWEEN THE AXES.
KILL YOUR CELLI, CUT THE LEASH, AND HEAD FOR LIBERATION.
KILL YOUR TELEVISION, BREAK THE SPELL, AND SKIP THE BRAIN-SPIN.
THE CYCLE OF HATRED, VIOLENCE, AND TRIBULATION.
HOP FROM THE BOX OF INDOCTRINATION, FLIP THE PAGE AND BEGIN.
I CATCH TOMORROW LIKE A WAVE AND RIDE THE FUTURE CURRENTS.
I KEEP MY FLOW FINESSED AND PEN ACROSS THE PAPER SURFIN'.
ANOTHER DAY CONCLUDED, TELL ME WAS IT WORTH THE WAITIN'?
KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE HORIZON AND THE EARTH'S ROTATION.

(chorus)
WE'RE ALL DAY WITH THE TRADE, IT AIN'T ABOUT STAYIN' PAID.
WE STAY CONSCIOUS AND ACKNOWLEDGE OUR REALITY.
WE'RE ALL PACKIN' A SKILL, IT'S NOT ABOUT STACKIN' BILLS.
WE STACK KNOWLEDGE ON TOP LIKE THE STARS WE'RE PROUD TO BE.
WE'RE ALL NIGHT WITH THE CRAFT, IT'S ALL ABOUT WRITIN' RAPS AND REPPIN' LOUDLY 'BOUT STEPPIN' OUTSIDE YOUR BOUNDARIES.
WE'RE ALL NIGHT ON THE CHOP, IT'S ALL ABOUT THAT HIP-HOP.
OUR REVOLUTION'S TOOL OF SOUND TO KEEP OUR GROUNDS TO SPEAK.
Track Name: Last Call
ONE LAST CALL BEFORE WE FALL

(chorus)
NOW THE TIME HAS COME, WILL YOU TAKE COMMAND
OR WILL YOU STAY LIVING COMPLACENT ON FORSAKEN LAND?
THERE'S NO PRIDE IN RUNNIN', WILL YOU TAKE A STAND?
WILL WE SEE TOMORROW IF WE PUT TODAY IN YOUR HANDS?
CUZ NOW THE TIME HAS COME, WILL YOU TAKE COMMAND
OR WILL YOU STAY LIVING COMPLACENT ON FORSAKEN LAND?
THERE'S NO PRIDE IN RUNNIN', WILL YOU TAKE A STAND?
WILL WE SEE TOMORROW…?

(verse 1)
IT'S AN S.O.S., PROTECT YA NECK AND GET YOUR CHEST A VEST
THE REVOLUTION NEEDS SOME EXTRA PRESS.
KEEP THE CES FOR STRESS, THIS WRETCHED MESS JUST KEEPS THE BEST OPPRESSED. NEVER THE LESS WE'RE ON THE QUEST, WE'RE BLESSED, AND YES
WHATEVER DESTINY'S NEXT I MEANT TO LEAVE A SUCCESS
EXISTENTIALLY SPEAKING THEY WANT THE MESSAGE SUPPRESSED.
IF IT WAS A TEST THEN I GUESSED AND LET MY INTUITION LEAD
ME INSTINCTIVELY THRU THE STEPS CORRECTLY.
I CAN FEEL IT IN THE ATMOSPHERE, A HAPLESS WEIRDO
DIDN'T EVEN NEED THE MAGIC MIRROR
AND I DIDN'T NEED THE GADGETS, GEAR, OR MICROPHONES TO SHOW YOU WHAT IT'S LIKE TO PEER INSIDE UNKNOWN CONSPIRACIES SO CAVALIER.
I WRITE THE LYRICS AND RECITE THE RAPS BACK TO HEAR
TO CATALOG THE PASSING YEARS, A LIGHT TO GUIDE MY SPIRIT.
AND SHOWIN' YOU THE OVERVIEW OF PSYCHO-SOCIAL MOLDS TO BREAK, MAKE NO MISTAKE, KNOW THE FAKE, KNOW YOUR SOUL'S AT STAKE.
WE MAP THE NIGHT WITH A SATELLITE PERSPECTIVE
TO CAPTURE SIGHTS SADDLED IN THE LAP OF FLIGHT'S REFLECTIONS.
MASSES ARE IN THE DARK AND CHARTING AFTERLIVES RESPECTIVE
BUT WE'RE ALL A PART OF THE LARGER ATOMIZED COLLECTIVE.
EYES ON THE HORIZON CUZ THE FUTURE'S FULL OF QUESTIONS.
WHO AMONGST US HAS THE COMPASSION TO SACRIFICE IN WEST WINDS?
IF IT BENEFITS THEIR NEXT OF KIN FORGET EVERYTHING ELSE.
A LOT OF PEOPLE ARE OBSESSED WITH SELF.

(chorus)
NOW THE TIME HAS COME, WILL YOU TAKE COMMAND
OR WILL YOU STAY LIVING COMPLACENT ON FORSAKEN LAND?
THERE'S NO PRIDE IN RUNNIN', WILL YOU TAKE A STAND?
WILL WE SEE TOMORROW IF WE PUT TODAY IN YOUR HANDS?
CUZ NOW THE TIME HAS COME, WILL YOU TAKE COMMAND
OR WILL YOU STAY LIVING COMPLACENT ON FORSAKEN LAND?
THERE'S NO PRIDE IN RUNNIN', WILL YOU TAKE A STAND?
WILL WE SEE TOMORROW…?

(verse 2)
AS THE CHAOS ENSUES AND THEY PLAY US THE FOOLS
MADE TO LOSE BECAUSE THEY MADE UP THE RULES.
YOU WON'T SEE IT SPLAYED ACROSS THE FRONT PAGE OF THE NEWS-PAPER TRAIL, IT'S BETRAYAL, THEY'LL SAY NOTHING OF USE.
THE PUBLIC NOOSE OF THE MEDIA THERE TO HANG OURSELVES WITH.
IT'S JUST A NUISANCE IMPEDING UPON THE STRENGTH OF OUR WITS.
SUCH ABUSES ARE THE KEYS TO PLOTS IN DANGEROUS GRIPS.
YOU WANNA CHOOSE WITH FREEDOM BUT IT'S NOT AN ANGLE EQUIPPED.
THEY'VE GOT A STRANGLEHOLD CONCEALING THE REAL THING
TO MISLEAD WITH APPEALING REASON APPEASING YOUR FEELINGS.
THIS IS TREASON UNDER TYRANNY BROADCASTING CLEARLY TO THE PEOPLE IN SINCERITY, THE EVIL'S AFTER OUR SPIRIT TO WIN.
READ BETWEEN THE LINES, SPEAK WITH THE WIND
TAKE ONE STEP TOWARDS GOD AND BELIEVE IT WITHIN.
CREATION VERSUS ATHEISM , SATAN AND SINNIN'
REPLACE THE HATE AND SKEPTICISM WITH A MORE ECLECTIC WISDOM, CUZ…

(chorus)
NOW THE TIME HAS COME, WILL YOU TAKE COMMAND
OR WILL YOU STAY LIVING COMPLACENT ON FORSAKEN LAND?
THERE'S NO PRIDE IN RUNNIN', WILL YOU TAKE A STAND?
WILL WE SEE TOMORROW IF WE PUT TODAY IN YOUR HANDS?
CUZ NOW THE TIME HAS COME, WILL YOU TAKE COMMAND
OR WILL YOU STAY LIVING COMPLACENT ON FORSAKEN LAND?
THERE'S NO PRIDE IN RUNNIN', WILL YOU TAKE A STAND?
WILL WE SEE TOMORROW IF WE PUT TODAY IN YOUR HANDS?
Track Name: Sandstorm
(chorus 1)
I SEE THE STORM APPROACHIN' ACROSS THE SHORES AND OCEANS.
LOOK AWARE, LOOKIE THERE, NOW THEY'RE LOOKIN' SCARED
GRAB THE GOOD BOOK FOR YOUR BURIAL, TRY TO LOOK PREPARED.
I SEE THE STORM CLOUDS FORMIN', THE SEAS' INFORMAL WARNING.
SET THE STAGE, REVELATIONS, THE END OF DAYS
WICKED WAYS PICK AND PREY ON THE LED ASTRAYS.

(verse 1)
THERE'S AN AERIAL ZOOM ON YOUR BURIAL TOMB.
THE SUN'S A SONOGRAM GRAPHING HUMANS ETHEREAL WOMB.
YOUR MATERIAL DOOM IS A SPIRITUAL BLOOMING.
WE'RE OVERHEAD DROPPIN' KNOWLEDGE WHILE THE STEREO'S BOOMIN'.
THAT EYE CAN SPY YOU RIGHT THERE IN YOUR ROOM AT THE WEARS YOU CONSUME
AND DANGLE CARROTS WHERE IT'S FAIR TO ASSUME THE SMOKE SCREEN WILL HELP YOU PERISH IN PLUMES
FOR NO REASON. DON'T BELIEVE IN WHAT THEY'RE SHARING AS NEWS, BEWARE OF THE FUMES.
WE'RE HERE TO EXUME THE TRUTH FOR FUTURE YOUTH TO STUDY
TO VIEW AND SCRUTINIZE WITH STUDENT EYES-THE MOVEMENT'S COMING
TO LOOSE THE PUPILS' MINDS FROM RUTHLESS LIES AND RULERS' SMUDGING
PROOF OF UGLY, TROOPS ARE BLOODIED.
WHAT'D THEY DO FOR MONEY?
THE AVERAGE CITIZEN IS TRAPPED IN OBLIVION ON A PATH TO THE LIVING END IN THE RAPTURE OF IGNORANCE
AND MOST ENLIGHTENED SEE THE MASSES AS IDIOTS WITH A PASSIVE RESISTANCE IN THE GRASPS OF SUBMISSIVENESS.
WATCH WHAT YOU'RE SAYIN' WHEN THE MASTERS ARE LISTENIN'
THEY'RE AFTER YOUR INNOCENCE AND THEY'RE HAPPY COMMITTING SINS.
A RAT'S DEMISE, THEY PLAN TO LAUGH AT OUR CRIES
AND FANTASIZE INFANTICIDE, PRACTICING CANNIBALISM.
BUT THERE ARE THOSE WHO'D RATHER BASK IN THE WISDOM AND GIVE YOU SOMETHING MORE TO PASS TO YOUR CHILDREN THAN CASTLES AND KINGDOMS.
BUT EVERY STAND TAKEN TO ADVANCE THE MISSION IS MET WITH A CLOUD OF APATHY AND SAND IN YOUR VISION.

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ANOTHER STORM APPROACHES, WILDFIRES AND SWARMS OF LOCUSTS.
BEATS BAIT, NO PEACE IN A POLICE STATE
ENEMIES FEAST, EAT GREAT, SHEEP GREET FATE.
ANOTHER CLOUD IS FORMIN', ANOTHER POOR CHILD BORN IN
WICKED WAYS, SICK AND DAZED IN THE THICKENING HAZE.
LOOK AWARE, LOOK UP THERE, TRY TO LOOK PREPARED.

(verse 2)
FOMENTED DIVISION, OFFENSE, AND DERISION
PROTESTERS FOR HIRE ATTEMPTING TO DIRECT YOUR DECISIONS.
THE PROPAGANDA IN THE MEDIA'S RELENTLESS AND VICIOUS
THAT'S WHY THE ATMOSPHERE'S SO TENSE AND SEDITIOUS.
AFTER EVERYTHING WE'VE SEEN HOW COULD YOU REST YOUR COMMITMENT AND SETTLE YOUR DIFFERENCES FOR MORE PUBLICLY ACCEPTABLE OPINIONS.
BENDING TO CORRECTNESS CUZ THE CENSORSHIP DEMANDS OF US A FEAR TO SPEAK THE TRUTH CUZ NOW THE TRUTH IS SEEN AS SLANDEROUS.
I CAN SEE THE FEMA CAMPS FROM ABOVE, WITH HANDS TO GREET THE DISEASE OF YOUR FREEDOMS CRAMMED INTO GLOVES.
TREATING PEOPLE LIKE ANIMALS, NO COMPASSION OR LOVE
AND THAT'S OUR CAPITALIST EMPIRE'S TYRANNICAL GOV.
I CAN SEE THE SORDID DISPLAY AND THE MORAL DECAY
THE SOURCE OF HIDDEN FORCES AT PLAY AND THE HORSEMEN IN WAIT.
WHAT'S ON TOMORROW'S DAWN BUT SORROWS NEVER THOUGHT UPON ACKNOWLEDGED OR IMAGINED YET IT HAPPENS AND WE'VE GONE ALONG.
FOOLISH GAMES, WHO'S TO BLAME IF WE DON'T SEE IT COMIN'?
HUMANS TRAINED, TOOLED, AND TAMED UNDER LETHAL "JUSTICE".
IT'S HARD TO CALL WHEN STARS WILL FALL BUT IT KEEPS'EM JUMPIN'.
THEY START A BRAWL, IT'S MARTIAL LAW, AND THE STREETS ARE FLOODED.
SAND APPROACHES AND THE CAMERAS CAN'T FOCUS
WHILE THE PEOPLE ENVY EVIL AND THE PREACHER RANTS HOPELESSLY
WITH GOALS TO REACH A WHOLLY UNINFORMED CROWD
OF A DESIGN AS OLD AS TIME , BUT THEY'RE BLINDED BY THE STORM CLOUD.
Track Name: The C.O.R.E.
(verse)
WRECKAGE AND RUBBLE, DAMAGE DEBRIS
THE HEARTLESSNESS OF CARNAGE SETS THE SCAVENGERS FREE.
VALUABLE SALVAGE, HOW CAN IT ALL BE?
THE AFTERMATH OF BLASPHEMY IN BANDAGES BLEEDING.
WE ALL ARE THE FOOL, GIVING NEW DEFINITION TO FOSSIL FUEL
PLAYING DOCILE AND COOL.
THEY'VE GOT COFFINS ALREADY FOR YA'LL NOT FOLLOWIN' RULES.
THEY GOT PLOTS FOR THE MASSES, A RED DOT ON YOUR ASSETS
AND A LOCK ON THE CLASSES THEY NEVER TAUGHT YOU IN SCHOOL.
IT'S THE DOMINANCE FASCISM SEEKS TO ACHIEVE
THE PROP, OR THE TOOL, YOUR THOUGHTS IN A DUEL WITH FREEDOM OF SPEECH, IN A BATTLE WITH BLACK MIRRORS
GOT THE POPULOUS GLUED.
AND I BET YOU NEVER THOUGHT YOU WOULD LOSE (THAT'S RIGHT)
I BET A LOTTA YA'LL ARE TALKIN' THE BLUES (AT NIGHT)
AFTER THE PASSIONLESS POURING OF SOUL IN POINTLESS OCCUPATIONS.
THE DAY TO DAY BORING A HOLE STRAIGHT THRU YOUR PATIENCE.
I HAD SOME PREMONITIONS, DREAMT A VISION FUTURISTIC.
I HAD THE SENSE TO LISTEN, MOST WERE POST-APOCALYPTIC.
I SAW THE DEATH OF MILLIONS, HUMANOID REPLICANTS BEHEADED FOR SEARCH AND DESTROY SYSTEMS EMBEDDED.
EARTHQUAKES, HURRICANES, FLAMING TORNADOES
LIGHTNING BOLTS STRIKING THE SKY STRAIGHT OUT OF VOLCANOS
TO A BLADERUNNER SCORE.
A MAP DISPLAYED A SAFE PASSAGE WAY TO EXPLORE.
FOR SAFE HAVEN NAVIGATE TO THE C.O.R.E.
Track Name: Tricknowledgy
(verse)
ALL THE DEVIL'S TRICKNOWLEDGY COULDN'T EVER REALLY BOTHER ME
BECAUSE I'M PART OF GOD'S PROPERTY, OPEN UP YOUR HEARTS WHEN THE FATHER SPEAKS.
FROM SATELLITES TO THE WEATHER MACHINES
NOTHING LEFT BEHIND 'CEPT FOR MEMORIES OF GREEN.
TELLIN' ALL YOUR DREAMS TO COMPUTER SCREENS
IN A NEXUS OF CENSORSHIP SUIT-A-BULLY.
ENSLAVED WITH DEPRAVED ENTERTAINMENT.
THE MEANING OF PC IS PERSONAL CONTAINMENT
POLITICAL CONDEMNATION, PRIVATE CONTAGION
IT'S ALL IN YOUR MIND, THE FRONT PAGE SPINS.
SIGNS OF THE TIMES, SEE THE LIGHTS BLINK
SOMEBODY'S TELLIN' YOU A LIE AND YOU MIGHT THINK
THERE'S NOWHERE ELSE LEFT TO GO
IF YOU CAN'T DEPEND UPON YOURSELF TO KNOW.
I SEE'EM WORRIED IN A HURRIED ILLUSION.
I SEE'EM WHIRLING IN A BLUR OF CONFUSION.
I HEAR THE WHIRRING AND COMMOTION OUT IN ORBIT.
I CAN SEE THE WORLD AND ALL IT'S OCEAN LIKE A PORTRAIT OF CORPORATE SHIT
AND WHERE THE ORGANISM'S CORPSE LIVES UNDER LUCIFERIAN FORCES AND THE NEW WORLD ORDER FORTRESSES.
THE MODERN DAY CONCENTRATION CAMPS, NAZIS IN OFFICE ACROSS THE MAP.
STOLEN LAND SOLD TO A LAWLESS TRAMP, OFFSHORE DEPOSITS AND AUTOCRATS.
BUT I THINK THE PEOPLE WANTING IT BACK, THEIR FREEDOM OF PEACE COMING UNDER ATTACK, WILL NOT SEE IT COMING WHEN THEY STUMBLE IN TRAPS
BY THE ROPE OF THEIR HOPES SET TO SUDDENLY SNAP.
Track Name: Clockwork
(verse 1)
UP FROM THE UNDERGROUND AND OUT WHERE STARS GLARE
SOLDIER MCS COULDN'T SEE ME WITH A THOUSAND YARD STARE.
DON'T GET CAUGHT LEAVIN' THE HOUSE WITHOUT YOUR HARDWARE.
DON'T BE SCARED OF THE DARK CLOUDS YOUR HEARTS WEAR.
WITH SCARS TO SHARE AND MARRED APPEARANCES I START MY PRAYER.
IN CASE YOU AREN'T AWARE, GET ARMS PREPARED AND GROW YOUR GARDEN LAIR.
IT'S HELL TO BEAR WHEN SHELVES ARE BARE
AND THERE'S NOWHERE TO BUY YOURSELF A BAR OF SOAP, A CARTON OF MILK, OR A JAR OF PEARS.
WE'RE SO DEPENDENT THERE'S NO DEFENDING AGAINST IT
UNLESS YOU'RE SKILLED IN SURVIVAL AND READY TO END SOME FRIENDSHIPS.
I SEE CONFORMITY SWARMING AND FEEDING ON INSECURITIES
BLURRING FREEDOM OBSCURING THE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS.
LIKE FINDING KNOWLEDGE THRU LOGIC, FOLLOWING REASON WE CAN SPOT A LEAK IN THE PLOT AND TOPPLE THE PIECES, BUT NO...
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW CUZ THEY'VE ABOLISHED THE TEACHINGS
THE CAT KILLED BY CURIOSITY KNEW ALL OF THEIR SECRETS.

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THE PREACHER WANTS TO SPEAK TO YOU BUT FIRE ATE HIS STEEPLE.
THE PEOPLE WANTED FREEDOM BUT THEIR LEADERS WERE DECEITFUL.
FICTION TURNS TO FACT AND GENIUS BECOMES FEEBLE.
TIME IS RUNNING OUT AND THERE'S NOWHERE FOR YOU TO FLEE TO.
THE UNIVERSAL CODE HAS BEEN BROKEN AND NO ONE THOUGHT FIRST.
THE LAWS OF GOD DISCARDED AS THE MAN OF WICKED PLOT LURKS.
THE GATES OF HELL ARE POURING OUT A PANDORA'S BOX-WORTH.
AND ALL ACROSS THE LAND THE PLANS RAN LIKE FUCKING CLOCKWORK.

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LOCKED IN THE GAZE OF AMAZEMENT, WATCH THE PREY SIT
ALOOF TO ALL THAT TRUTH HAS AWAITING'EM IN THE DAYS TO COME.
TELL ME, HAVE YOU SEEN THE SIGNS AND SECOND SUN SETTING?
OR ARE YOU JUST ANOTHER IN LINE FOR THE BLOODLETTING?
THE SAME OLD STORY IS BORING ME, THEY'RE IGNORING WE
GLOBAL WARMING'S A MYTH IN TERMS OF CAUSES RESPONSIBLE FOR IT AND WE CATCH BLAME
AIN'T THAT STRANGE? WATCH THE MAP CHANGE ON SOME LAST DAYS SHIT, BLASTIN' A VAST RANGE.
THE POLES ARE SHIFTIN', HOLES ARE SINKIN' IN THE STREETS BENEATH YOU.
YOUR WHOLE EXISTENCE WON'T PERSIST UNLESS WE REACH THE PEOPLE
AND FIND THE EMPATHY NEEDED FOR TREATING EACH AS EQUAL.
INSTEAD THEY LEGISLATE INTENT ON MAKING SPEECH ILLEGAL.
THE HOUR'S NOW AND POWER OUTAGES ARE JUST THE BEGINNING.
A SHROUD OF CLOUDS IS NOW YOUR BOUNDS AND CHEMICALS FROM THESE LIMITS
SHOWER DOWN. THE CROWDS ARE DROWNING IN A SEAS OF OBLIVION.
IN BOWING OUT I'M PROUD TO TOUT THAT I'VE RELIEVED YOU OF IGNORANCE.

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THE PREACHER WANTS TO SPEAK TO YOU BUT FIRE ATE HIS STEEPLE.
THE PEOPLE WANTED FREEDOM BUT THEIR LEADERS WERE DECEITFUL.
FICTION TURNS TO FACT AND GENIUS BECOMES FEEBLE.
TIME IS RUNNING OUT AND THERE'S NOWHERE FOR YOU TO FLEE TO.
THE UNIVERSAL CODE HAS BEEN BROKEN AND NO ONE THOUGHT FIRST.
THE LAWS OF GOD DISCARDED AS THE MAN OF WICKED PLOT LURKS.
THE GATES OF HELL ARE POURING OUT A PANDORA'S BOX-WORTH.
AND ALL ACROSS THE PLANET THE PLANS WENT LIKE CLOCKWORK.