Текст песни Conspiracy Theorist - Marty McKay

They say I'm a conspiracy theorist, beware of his lyrics
Those who mirror his heretics, leery of terrorists
I think outside the same box you can't escape from
You plan to break from, can't amputate the hand of fate, (run)
Quick to diss me first, with no research
You da type to try suicide dive, in an empty pool-feet first
Try to discredit me, cause I ain't on this pedigree
And diss everything, before the investigate any claim
Try and reason, you won't even let it try and sink in
I was thinking, "maybe you suffer from biased thinking"?
So you with any chance is out the question
Can't debate, you'd prolly just dance around the question
Built your own personal world, reversed from the words that are fact-based
And that place? It hurts when unfurled
Got a absent mind, hater? Claim facts that I state
Are inaccurate? Then back it, when declassified later
Some of the millennials respect this, you minuscule detectives
Only amendment that you know is political correctness
Damn! How pitiful and reckless
Cause I'm intellectual, I guess wits make me criminal and threatening
But test it, you'll be headed for the exit

Denial's a deadly drug
It's clear to see
Cold quick reality
We openly feed

You've all became convenience's slaves
You need to behave, Judas betrayed Jesus we pray, they'll see it this way
Even if it takes tough love, get in the ring, touch gloves
Bust up, whoever in the punch line, who want some?!
You chose some blue-pill propaganda
Reality's hard to swallow, unlike Viagra
You got the questions, I got the answers
"But if you're not fact-checked", stop the banter
Your heart pumps just news clips
You da type that when the revolution hits, not do shit, hock two-spit!
Watch and then listen to the flaws in the system
Fuck "brainwashed", your thoughts have been "washed and conditioned"
Rinse and repeat, life's about wins and defeats
Ups and downs, fuck around? I'll lift the wind from your feet
The agony of "defeat", you mad at me? Where's the beef?
Cause that'll be a catastrophe to your anatomy and physique

Your useless eyes
Your mind is blind
You are in denial
You lost your sight
Think you are right
Instead you feed the cycle
Don't follow
The masses
It's hollow
It's captive
It's never ending
You try to blend in
To this Idiocracy

Wanna be morally higher up
You biting the bullet not hard enough
You small in the mind small in the head
You missing the answers try again