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Bra Nyoga 'Lude

Heavy Is The Head

House

ImproPoe- One Man Cyfa

Double L but I could only go by one
I been lotus for a minute but somethings twisting my tongue uh
Play with me it be best to play with some matches 
I don’t trust a single soul I got a pistol in my mattress 
You one of thirty I refer to you as Percocet 
This money in my pockets just a perk because I own the set
get perplexed 
Get nothing give to the rest 
Get these snakes away from me cuz I’ll do more than cut some heads 

Shit I’ve tried 
and most the time 
I’ve nearly died
Trynna right what wasn’t mine 
Trynna kill what was inside 
Broken piece by piece 
But still revived it wouldn’t die
Now I’m left with all these questions tryna find out who am I?
(Lost)
The part of me that was honestly fucking harming me 
I thought I laid to rest but now it’s coming thru my chest 
These feeling that I got I know it’s signs of what it next 
So I’m dead til further notice now it’s lost that’s in my head 


This piece of mind I’ve left Im sure it made my body clot 
Or made my vision blurry
Maybe left my eyes with gloss
All I know is at the end I’m truly lost
A mortal who says he’s truly king I’m sure you truly lost the plot

We could take it toe to toe but bitch you know I been the best 
And I might call this shit a day but I don’t really need the rest 
Bitch yo virus been detected 
I ain’t even feel the stress
22 until I die I murdered lotus now you next

Dancing on my grave I’m dancing in my grave yeah
Dancing on my grave I’m dancing in my
Yeah 

Lost til infinity

Yo, mankind expands like the stars intend 
Millions of gametes, the climb won’t end 
It ain’t just numbers—it’s cosmic weight 
Consciousness rising through atomic state

From sea to land, from air to void 
The shape-shifter climbs, the cells deployed 
Each male packs seeds to flood the sky 
But mankind panics—asks “Who’ll supply?”


Yo, Malthus wrote with a noble aim 
But he framed the climb in a rigged game 
He saw expansion, he saw the poor 
But missed the system that locked the door

He couldn’t see that famine and pain 
Ain’t from numbers—they’re from the chain 
Of privilege, power, misdirected toil 
Labour bent to enrich, not uncoil


Yo, population ain’t the threat 
It’s the system that breaks the net 
Direct the climb, not hoard the gold 
And the species expands with truth untold


Mankind’s the barrier breaker, the cosmic key 
But trapped in doctrines that blind the spree 
He fears the poor, he fears the birth 
But not the system that scorched the Earth

He asks “Who’ll feed them?” “Who’ll pay the cost?” 
While trillions suffer and futures are lost 
But the truth is clear, the logic clean 
It’s misdirected labour that kills the dream


Yo, imagine if Malthus saw the climb 
Not as chaos, but as design 
If he’d seen the shape-shifter’s plan 
To seed the stars with conscious man

 
Yo, population ain’t the sin 
It’s the system that cages kin 
Free the climb, reframe the code 
And the species walks the cosmic road


Yo, mankind ain’t a hazard, he’s the climb 
Each male packs seeds to rewrite time 
Millions of gametes, fertility supreme 
The shape-shifter’s code in a cosmic dream

It ain’t just numbers—it’s mass deployed 
To lift consciousness from flesh to void 
From sea to land, from air to space 
DNA expanding through time and place


But mankind fears his own design 
Says “Who’ll feed them?” “Who’ll toe the line?” 
He sees mouths, not minds, not stars 
He sees cost, not climb, not avatars

He’s trapped in systems that cage the birth 
That hoard the wealth and scorch the Earth 
He blames the poor, blames the crowd 
While the privileged few scream loud and proud


Yo, expansion ain’t the sin 
It’s misdirection from within 
Labour bent to feed the throne 
While the species breaks the bone


Malthus saw the numbers rise 
But missed the system that told the lies 
He linked the poor to famine’s flame 
But never questioned the rigged game

He couldn’t see that poverty grows 
When power directs where labour flows 
Not to feed the climb, not to build the dome 
But to stack the gold in a private home


And Darwin read him, took the frame 
Built evolution on a skewed name 
Survival twisted by economic lens 
Where privilege decides who ascends

But the truth is deeper, the climb more wide 
It’s not the fittest—it’s the system’s tide 
And if the tide is rigged, the climb is stalled 
And the shape-shifter’s code is wrongly called


Yo, imagine if Malthus saw the plan 
Not as threat, but as cosmic man 
If he’d seen the climb, the spread, the code 
Not as chaos—but as the road


Yo, the cage traps the mind, blinds the soul 
For a money grind that swallows whole 
Geniuses bloom but get hemmed in tight 
Their vision twisted by cultural blight

They try to merge insight with might 
But the veil’s thick, and the world ain’t right 
To speak with fluidity, logic supreme 
Is dangerous now—it breaks the dream

 
But now the seers step out the gloom 
Not to stage or pulpit—but a digital loom 
We’re hitting the web with ideas profound 
Truth and logic to rework the sound

No gatekeepers, no scripted lie 
Just raw cognition to amplify 
So don’t turn away, indulge and find 
Reality’s as flexible as the mind

You think it’s locked—but that’s the cage 
Built by culture, built by age 
But we’re stepping forward, breaking the page 
This ain’t rebellion—it’s the evolution of the age

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