To Reside Within the Belly of the Beast

Those who seek power the most are not deserving
They’re the kind to turn against their brother till he feels worthless Flipping
between insecure and self-assured
Money’s power and when the powerful get bored
Well it’s dangerous, countries they’re invading cus
The stacks of cash they got already they ain’t safe enough
They need an endless pit to reach their filthy paws in
They turn a thriving city into smoking warzones
Why? Cuz oil’s important, haven’t you heard?
The fact that we fight wars over energy is absurd
When the sun provides all that we need and more
When the statement’s a truth why’d we need the war?
When you make innocent civilians die for your greed
Money-hungry morons I will never appease
If you wanna buy my music you can have some for free
Cuz this ain’t about the exchange of your p, never
Misanthropy damaged me beyond repair
Cancer — sweet, enchanting me, laid me out bare
Silence rings upon those that say they’re regal
While they display hypermasculine egos
Yet they’d rather bicker over sales figures
Than help niggas under the weight of the U. S system
But tell me again how your persona is hard
Scars on the back where they’re carved
Society attacks from afar
Your spinal got tapped by the Patriot Act, I’m like rah
Pray to Elder Samuel patriarch
Or get marked
Law of the jungle, ah shit it’s fumbled
And arms are money, war is money, war is power War is pure destruction like the
withering of a flower Sickening how we cower before fools in ivory towers Heh,
but we forget about it, drink to happy hour
Cause happy is not having to sacrifice too much bread And escaping the fact
that we are slaves in our heads Slaves to hateful messages the media will
spread Slaves to insecurity and fear and faith and dread
An empire is an apex predator, bet it bruh
It’s death’s time when the state done set us up, said enough
The dragon lay awake blowing smoke in the air
My base is not built, my body sure ain’t prepared
Flying reptile that hoard the gold close
Inside the reptile are corpses so cold
Thumbing through maroon pages for true statements
While nazbols get a top role on newspages
Noose cradled Afro-American, the pockets emptied posthumously Might have to pop
upon the block to stop the enemy
Cop belittle me, could not befriend of me
My squad remember the slaughters in the streets
A godless entity geographically
In the belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
Belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
In the belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
Belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
In the belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
In the belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
Belly of the beast and I treated it like a feast
And I ain’t saying that I’m better cause I’m disengaging
But man I hate money and its implications
And I ain’t saying that I’m better cause I’m disengaging
But man I hate money and its implications
Source of the flame, source of the pain — the diesel
Force run your days, gorge on our wage — their edict
Corrosive rain, smog off the plain we breathe in
Produced from the plants, a noose on the plants, the dreaming in drugs
And drugs! We love drugs, but we’re criminals in a fed’s eyes
Even though the mainstream music industry will fetishise
So these opposing poles cause sorts of dissonance
And we’re driven into self-hate paranoia and insolence
Consider that we’ve been under many a moon and plenty of poon Don’t act like
the mescaline never been used
Better get used to edibles, booze, menthol or shrooms
Russian Roulette with bazooka
Bet on your doom
Death brought over weight of product
Protecting vested interests, slay the commons
Legacy of Reaganomics
And I ain’t saying that I’m better cause I’m disengaging
Disengage
Disengage
Disengage
Disengage
Disengage, ayy, ayy