The Awakening

[Verse 1: Senim Silla]
I wanna bathe where the Catholics bathe
Where celebrities bathe, where politicians bathe
Wash off the stain, blemish, and blame, ascend
Free of all sin
Money absolves all faux-pas and flaws
I need it all to avoid steel bars when I kill Bill Maher
And cause a small holocaust, impact the globe with awesome force
I'm a metaphor for a meteor's course
A modern day Socrates for society's hypocrisies
Hip-hop's diseased, blame it on label monopolies
And giving the impoverished cheese, now
You won't find a cat on MTV, BET or any Viacom subsidy
Many majors that'll fuck with me, I ain't exactly their cup of tea but
Still I flow, equivalent to rivers and the seas I'm told
Through rain, sleet, snow, fuck five-o
I look sleep but no sheer blindfold
Off the hook since 9-9, you shouldn't let me go
Renegade, runaway slave, can't be contained, can't be Kunta Kinte-d
I'm in a bronco with A.C. and O.J. with a trunkload of government-issued cocaine
And I'm trafficking half-ass African
Same day invented crack and a backspin
A fictional fact like moon landings perhaps
Fred Hampton had it coming and Oswald killed Jack, but uh
Sam don't tell no lies
Church don't tell no lies
Media don't tell no lies
When the revolution comes it won't be televised

They gonna kill me over this one Nate

[Verse 2: Senim Silla]
I wanna go where Bruce Lee went, where Marvin Gaye went, where John Lennon went
Some pioneer shit, [?] a pyramid
Make it so peers can't mirror it
There's no experience without experiment
I'm so American, but take it from a native's narrative
A nigga's heritage, slavery
Racist Caucasians created hate in me
A fucking apology is all you gave to me, but
I'm not blaming, I'm not angry, that's just
Reckless use of a firearm, not aiming
From a rooftop, I'm not Muhammad or Malvo, get got like 2Pac
If I Die 2Nite they'll blame it on hip-hop culture
Cats wear the colors though they ain't soldiers
They talk of revolution, without contribution
Steady screaming 'bout guns
Ain't shooting shit but your mouth or us
I ain't the enemy, to be free we need unity
Be the centipede, think of the seeds, I'm thinking 2014
I'm thinking 'bout cats that lived and died before me, we need
Hindsight, insight, foresight to see, the intricacies of the machine
I'm Huey P, fuck authority, they say forget the past
I keep a backlog, I'm burning Confederate flags on they front lawn
You ready to ride, I'm ready to drive by, die Aryan die
Eye for an eye, I Senim, ready to play God
Playing shaytain same time
I'm your Albatross, burn me on a cross
Rather die a braveheart then live as Ray Charles
Behold a pale horse, foretold of a George well before Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11
The place is here, the time is now my brethren
Piece or peace, you designate your preference
The wolf's lurking, sleep's for sheep and beasts of burden
Each person's a pawn pushed upon a chess board of falsehood
Laws are altered, to keep a Bush in the oval office
They're on the offense, we're targets
You better get conscious
Before your ass suffer the consequence
Now everybody robot, punch the clock
Form a line ya'll, question not
I said robot, question not
Form a line ya'll, punch the clock
I said robot, question not
Form a line ya'll, punch the clock
I said robot, punch the clock
Form a line ya'll, question not
Let's go