Lyrics Straight Razors - Dälek

Stale visions stay myopic
Evolution constant
Prominent speech destine to reach limited ears
Trapped in a loop of primitive fears
Consumed with the truth... ain't no derivatives here!
We in a land that just takes and considers it theirs
Riddilin new cycles... do these citizens care?
Man, don't come at me we fair
We been living on scraps, ain't even offered a chair!
I've walked on your streets more than often you stare
We compared to straight animals
Talking Facts that's actual!

Misinformation won't blind me to your nature
Conditioned to your Lies like a Mule and 40 Acres
Refueled on 40 ounces and a mouth like
Straight razors
What y'all refuse to see is that these minor keys? Is Major!

Miscalculations so now your sums is negative
Exhausted watching grown men speak ...with no evidence
Abundant childish sentences convey abhorrent
Sentiments ...These temper tantrums equate to petulance
Lost your relevance
Even with no reverence
I expose a stack of redacted documents
1% live in opulence
The 48 will bop to this
The other half is watching us
Through high powered binoculars
70-year-olds worrying if they popular?!
The populous programmed by various means
Beware of these controlled airwaves
It ain't what it seems
They all smiles as they compile files on dissenters
Continued speech pattern designed to disrupt structured lectures

Misinformation won't blind me to your nature
Conditioned to your Lies like a Mule and 40 Acres
Refueled on 40 ounces and a mouth like
Straight razors
What y'all refuse to see is that these minor keys? Is Major!

Rabid intensity to approach ...
That raw raspy shit ...Spit better when broke
Revoked access to classics
Now these bastards can't quote
I'm Focused on each line that's wrote
Notice how few lyricist remain potent or dope
I'm exposing these frauds even while style's unorthodox
They've been hoping I'd stop since nekros
They stay petro
I fuse futurist with retro ...
But understand at my core this my culture
The mic I'd never let go

Misinformation won't blind me to your nature
Conditioned to your Lies like a Mule and 40 Acres
Refueled on 40 ounces and a mouth like
Straight razors
What y'all refuse to see is that these minor keys? Is Major!