Fraternity Of The Impoverished

Fraternity of the Impoverished

Knowledge this, knowledge this

The vocalist beast, knowledge like the pope in this piece,

You think the ocean is deep? Fuck with me!

Unbelievable bars, unbeatable odds,

Unspeakable horrors at a unperceivable cost

Your unagreeable response lacks thought and human heart

This is Lyrical Law, it's what I make the music for

My prayers are simple, my forehead is layered with wrinkles

Because of all the hardships that I've been through

Symbolic Hip Hop prophet speak to your subconscious

Fringe politics got the public thinking the opposite

I'm a hypo-lyrical spontaneous alchemical

Elite neo-liberal child of the indigo

Drilling holes through the Faraday cages of your brains

Then I implant the arcane image of Saint Germaine

High lyrical exponent intelligence quotient

When I'm focused I can engage multiple opponents

But I won't if, I have no motive, "Soldier be careful, it's loaded!"

Verbose with emotions of psychosis

In case you didn't notice when I wrote it,

I'm spitting lyrics fitting in tighter spaces than outer-space roaches

A real MC don't have to do what he don't wanna do

And that includes freestyling in front of you

It's not like something gone change,

It's not like the whole world gone start praising my name - I stay in my lane

I'd rather die by living brave then live like a slave

I'd rather be broke then be fake and get paid

These layers of physicality challenge me

My soul is gold and it's the only thing that's able to balance me

My energy body has a alchemical copy that looks godly

Not fat, out of shape, and sloppy

The iller the rhymes the more that I embody

Vilified when real recognize real - I gets mines

Stand with the underdog - don't be a coward

Stop dickriding people for their money and power!

Even an American flag says 'Made in China'

The national debt says the US is a vagina

Of a black widow spider spraying blood out like a geyser

Why do we lose everything we fight for?

Fathers, mothers, sons, daughters

In the land of the lawless, sacrificed before Horus

The Inca, the Aztecs, the Mayans, were masters

A new beginning is coming - the irony is classic

The potential of life versus the potential of death

Either way you go through mad mental stress

God forbid for you, for her, or him

We ignored the gems now we gotta do it all again

We failed Hip Hop's laws and brought down shame upon our cause

Now we will fall upon our swords

The Shaman pays homage to Solomon

He orders them to send the witchdoctor in, then asked me to rhyme again

Every now and then I get retarded and spit

I would like to apologize to every artist I dissed

Everybody assumes that I wanna rhyme but I don't

Sometimes I just wanna chill and watch you flow

Mysteries of the cathedral, the dark overlords are evil

Ripped out the vocal cords of the people

I walk up to your bed side disguised with red eyes

And tell you to remember these rhymes

This is the season of Hip Hop believe it or not,

I lined it up with the planet's equinox