Lyrics Trophy & a Grave (feat. Zen Stokely & Marcus Lee) - The Thought

And I find it oddly calming
How the priests are still embalming
All the children that are falling
From the plague
Used to see this shit as tragic
Want to know who made us addicts
Getting angry at the traffic
That we made
Euphemized the Ring o'Rosie
Now our pockets full of posies
Good for you
Now here's a trophy and a grave
Here's a trophy and a grave
Here's a trophy and a grave

Modern-day savages
Scandals for the scandalous
A panel for the analysts
To add a list of damages
Accumulated, feudalism
Rumored and ruminated
By the chosen few that like to choose
The way the truth is painted
Who could make it what it is?
Or even what it's out to be?
Or outwardly interpreted
Through mediums that count the sheep
I was never woke, I only spoke
When I was sound asleep
Tales from other folks
But turn the hoax into reality
TVs to streams
Dope-heads and fiends
Coke, feds and lean
Most led between
Many schemes
From Saturday to Sabbath
The ending-times were patented
To liquify the average population
Yeah, that's why I'm always
Deep in contemplation
Never stop and rather stalk it
Like I'm hawking on an ancient
Discovery of a black hole
Without a cash flow
Because the people that control it
Never had soul

And I find it oddly calming
How the priests are still embalming
All the children that are falling
From the plague
Used to see this shit as tragic
Want to know who made us addicts
Getting angry at the traffic
That we made
Euphemized the Ring o'Rosie
Now our pockets full of posies
Good for you
Now here's a trophy and a grave
Congratulations
Here's a trophy and a grave
Congratulations
Here's a trophy and a grave

Thank a corpse for the sacrifice
Better late infantilizing
Occupy my coffin if you're righteous
Ain't no compromising
Icy in the morgue
Betting boredom looking tantalizing
Mighty is the tide, the second wave
Won't need no magnifying
Itemized the lies you crying
Eyes denied the evidence
I've arrived at violent ideation
For your decadence
Biden in the whitest lighting
Never even made amends
Likened to the idols
Of the "I don't know" Supremacists
I just want the scientists
To dominate the topic
Not allow the fire fist
To claim it's metabolic
We all looking for logic
It's toxic with no compass rose
Closed your ears 'cause you're talking
While your pockets went cold
I'm sitting, gawking and often
I dream of where we could've been
Utilized the organizing
For the rising of kids
But we shifted from adopting
All these options for a spin
Into planned obsolescence
And we called that a win

And I find it oddly calming
How the priests are still embalming
All the children that are falling
From the plague
Used to see this shit as tragic
Want to know who made us addicts
Getting angry at the traffic
That we made
Euphemized the Ring o'Rosie
Now our pockets full of posies
Good for you
Now here's a trophy and a grave
Congratulations
Here's a trophy and a grave
Congratulations
Here's a trophy and a grave

Coming from an ignorant
Everybody's indifferent
Living in capitalism
And chasing dividends still
Peering out in the waiting room
It's fatal view
Motherfuckers dying
The government standing still
I ain't expecting any different
Been doing this for years
To We The People looking down
From the steeple there go the evil rulers
Watching us smile
As long as we generate some change
Just to get by
I remember being scared
For the homie Twon
While he was lying in the hospital
Hoping he don't die
How many others experience that?
Watching they loved ones on the drive
Away from home
Awaiting the phone
Call with anxiety
Piety it seems
You either mask up, or vax up
Or both, there is no between
For real
Say a prayer for the healers
Cause no one cares if this virus
Is built to just kill us
They some real life villains

And I find it oddly calming
How the priests are still embalming
All the children that are falling
From the plague
Used to see this shit as tragic
Want to know who made us addicts
Getting angry at the traffic
That we made
Euphemized the Ring o'Rosie
Now our pockets full of posies
Good for you
Now here's a trophy and a grave
Congratulations
Here's a trophy and a grave
Congratulations
Here's a trophy and a grave