Justice Leak

[Intro]
This jawn really groovy as shit
I'm not gon hold you ahaha
(I've been thinking of this story)

[Verse 1: Ghais Guevara]
They managed to romanticize the drama from within these walls
From the food they cook to the screams and the crawls
To the voices in my head when the devil calls
To the needles in our body that they forced in us all
As you gleaming at the quality of days outside
Do you think about the ways in which you got that life?
Do you question why your purpose never breaks hedonistic
When they warn you of rebellion do you stop and you listen?
Or do you feel protected by the Nazi's and bluе?
By the impoverishment that goеs to, uh, war for you?
The ones who signed the application
Just to shoot em some commies
Just to force a mixed bloodline and exotic minds
Thanatos be my drug like i'm Thanos
Life's a bitch and I might leave her for a better pay
Ever since that downward spiral she been tempting me
Fuck around I might have to go Eric Benét
And when we all take the dive, and the ground collapse
And the heat from the core melts the wings you attach
You know the ones they created that was payed without taxes
Malnutrition manufactures coming down amidst action
The god hammer tumbles your gosplan, god damn
Bless up, we the poison, the block like [?]
Eschaton weighed a ton as I provided
Never feeble minded, had to feed the body and acknowledge
The permanence of how we be that permeates as we bleed
And irritates our peace, but we stay on our Shonen
Carry on through the lows, carry on when its needed
He is most merciful, forgiving long as we are believing
Throw up the set like bulimics, yelling "this for the fam
And for our kids, kids, kids, kids, kids to the Earth"
Seizes rotation, and will nothing but history erase
Two nights in the TRO, niggas had to learn they
Place

[Post-Verse]
Ahhh, I did it in one go, fuck
Shit, fuck, I need some water
(laughing)
(I've been thinking of this story)
I want all the flaws in that bitch, okay
(Alright)
(Let me talk to you for a second)
Ahahahaha
It's becoming so second nature

[Verse 2: Oliver Ignatius]
I write songs of experience, memories of innocence
These cracked hands, they're telling you a soft story
I sling barbs for those who cannot bear the thought
Of another empty roam, on another empty night
With another empty head
(I've been thinking of this story)
Life is getting on, it's leaving without you
While you watch yourself, I refuse to let it
Snarls, hooks, anything to catch the train
I will speak from love
I will speak from pain
I will speak to beat this brain