and if the world goes pop, stops & topples off its axis / consider this a praxis, from a humble soul in practice / it's wonderful & magical, it's fictional and factual / the miracles, the tragical, satirical & actual / as the empirical in charge manufacture their man-made disasters / may this manifesto slash their plan of action / cuz all of it is beautiful, though some of it is horrible / it's human to be dutiful, and not to be deplorable / my awesome is someone else's plum awful, it's all just perspective / if it happens to be off, i'll correct it / it seems the duly elected are never truly elected / because if you and me choose, our selection would be unexpected / don't let em in, don't let em under your skin / evil's lived from the beginning, but beginning's will end / to say the least, i pray for peace and if there's prayer in action / let's form a faction & slay the beast, stay with me
this color skin points to that color of skin / but if an eye for an eye makes the world blind, what color is sin? / i'll color it in, till the boundary lines are blurred / painted in soundscapes, bursting brainbows to be heard / break free from the herd & shake off the mind shackles / slavery is absurd, the tree of life's divine apple / is sublimely palatable, take a bite and taste knowledge / third eye pineal 101, banned in college / understand what scholars have long sought in vain / overriding instincts only to get lost within their mortal brain / the beating from a bleeding heart's always stronger / than dark oil pumped through a heart that loves no longer / tragedy and comedy stand hand in hand, face to face / so embrace your place in line & alotted slot in time & space / and if you sit on apathy's path, as the world passes by / the day will surely pass, when the whole world laughs & you have to cry
living is modern art, the paint the act of trying / the brush is our intention, the working title is dying / our actions form the colors on a canvas in kaleidoscopic swirls / stretched across the framework of the world / and while it seems that every cynical critter's a bitter critic / there still plenty of us left here that really really get it / there's no control, just a neverending ebb and flow / on you mark, get set, draw up a big breath and let it go / discussing tangible matters, nothing tangible matters but everything tangible's matter when hands handle the data / and when you size it up, it's no surprising bulletin / there's guys in ties, lying through their pearly whites, pulling strings / babies die, mothers cry, politrick bullshit / sticking butterfly wings to bullets by the full clip / we were born to live and die while we do / you can see it through the mind's eye, but only if you choose to.
The latest release from D.C. rapper Tef Wesley, featuring Grussle on production. Hard beats and tough rhymes that evoke 1990s hip-hop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 8, 2016
