Kill The Noyze

[Verse 1: Coal Cash]
Bridge the ages, just tryna live amid the sages
Slave to supplements so the government can put kids in cages
Ridged faces unblinking in their thinking stasis
Stinking statements from the same lips they drinking waste with
Outrageous basis, oasis in oblivion
Eating amphibians whose meridians laced with tritium
Fools? I pity ‘em ‘cause they wouldn’t get the idiom
I divvy ‘em into groups—they’re either stupid or pretty dumb
Give me one reason I should even believe ‘em
The deceiving they provide you leaves you lied to more than Negan
Lost in Eden, it’s a great life for these parasites
Pessimist delight, looking for snake eyes in a paradise/pair of dice
Fahrenheit 451
No need to burn a book when the internet edits ‘em
Forget it, son, you can’t abreact to end war
Ain’t happy ‘bout the facts? Then caveat redemptor
Pretend more in a nation no one’s native in
Placate to win, flash a grin, tell ‘em how great it’s been
Grades of skin, shades of containment, who you neighboring?
Wayward to the cadence of enslavement that we labored in
Nature’s been in contractions, and, still, they’re fracking
Extracting what they drill, wait for another oil spill to happen
Bills to trap ‘em and tax ‘em ‘til they bleed despair
Prepared to starve, you wait ‘til they charge you for breathing air
Don’t seed by tariffs with snares that entangle sprouts
Dangled by your ankles, Star-Spangled getting strangled out
They angle down your throat, choke you with your favorite brand
Instagram validity with stupidity to raise your fam
Divinity in the age of man, infinity in a grain of sand
Proclivity to cage the land, deliberately, we slayed the lamb
Damn, Vril, why you gotta wake their sleep?
The sheep are in-bound—I’m mean profound—when they take it deep
Make ‘em weep or reap from the heart of violence
If science is starboard, why ain’t you bothered by Garbage Island?
Martyrs compiling, we’re smiling at the loss blood
Corrupt in the courts, but we got sports and all sorts of drugs
Flood the buzzkill, won’t budge, rock the grudge still
Swirling my cup, I filled it up off the blood spill
I’m ill as fuck like cancer from your Wi-Fi
Built to destruct advancements in mind fry
Sci-fi to convince you of ominous future
Modern maneuvers pushing god as quantum computer
Problem-removers dropping to bottomless sewers
As Sodom abusers consume the rotten manure
Watching the viewer, the pursuers that you fraternize
Track you by disciples, the cycles of psychoanalyzed
Apple spies on your home, making it wide known
Condoned by you all, why you think they call it an iPhone?

[Verse 2: Taboo]
Give us your poor, we can starve ‘em
We’ll detain ‘em at the border so fast, it will be alarming
Demons barking, speaking a secret jargon
Just like the serpent did to Eve in Eden’s garden
We see the margin between the have and the have-nots
And all the facts they keep trapped behind the padlock
Our Field of Dreams is a cash-crop, serving
The Jim Jones Kool-Aid, it’s good ‘til the last drop
Yeah, and we know it well
Liberty can’t ring from a broken Bell
We in Dante’s Inferno, and it’s cold as hell
Watching dad’s son bring his magnum to show-and-tell
Violence on a livestream time lapse
You could lose yourself tryna get your mind back
No more sunshine, now the sky’s black
Is this a high school or the frontlines of Iraq?
Yeah, and it’s a shame, ain’t it?
We ain’t tryna change shit, we just blame-game it
We don’t progress past the past, we just maintain it
So I’m just tryna raise the bar like I’m weight-training
But them obstacles seem enormous
Greedy auras, the machine needs an off-switch
Forces of evil brought some reinforcements
Keeping the fires of ignorance lit with Tiki torches
Border policies, war and poverty
More than probably under the law of corporate sovereignty
Got us all in some type of whore economy
Going to war, trying to procure the common need
It sounds ill like noise on Capitol Hill, blasting
Steel at them bastards passing them bills. Start
Talking politics, I might laugh in your grill like, “Fuck
A war. There are bridges that we have to rebuild.” Uh!
But the puppeteer got us strung out
The police are like, “Fuck cuffs,” they pull guns out
And based on the stuff coming out of Trump’s mouth
Mexico should probably build a wall to keep us out
Oh, you didn’t like that part of it?
Well, go suck a glass dick filled with arsenic
Paint it anyway you want, there really ain’t no art in it
Protesting and marching like picket signs make you Spartacus
Yeah, we should have tried sooner
The crazy thing is we’re babying the high-schoolers
They’re savoring the manure of minutia, let ‘em
Build a bunch of caca like, “Not my future”
Maneuvering through this music thing
Tryna figure out the confusion that the truth’ll bring
Who’s the king? ‘Cause he seems to choose the things that
[?] like governmental prostitution rings
The way we treat the elderly’s deplorable
It should be a felony ‘cause it’s horrible
Greed and corporate bull really ain’t endurable
Can’t ignore the fact the cost of freedom ain’t affordable
I learned that shit when I was a little boy
We build, destroy, then rebuild just to fill a void
Been pissed off the whole year, and I’m still annoyed
Finger guns in both ears, tryna kill the noise