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Frosty - Mad About Bars w/ Kenny Allstar [S5.E26] | @MixtapeMadness

Skrapz - One More Chance

He got you locked—say less
Brain in a box—no press
We cut the cord—no stress
Think for yourself—no BS

Look—“freedom” on the label, but the cap’s still tight
Mind in a chokehold, ask “why?” and they flip—shit’s trite
Friends bounce quick if you question—thin ice, slide
That ain’t polis, that’s police—hands up your mind
Echo dome humming—same tune, no key change
He the only station, all else “fake”—deranged
Fear farm dusk to dawn, he milks your night sweat
“Enemies everywhere”—keep you clenched, tight set

Tribe grip, tax on leaving—lose the whole damn kit
Job, friends, fam—one step and you forfeit
That ain’t liberty’s bell, that’s a leash with a ring
He calls it “freedom,” but the freedom got a boss on a string

You can’t think (but you swear you woke)
Can’t leave (got you by the throat)
He take, take, take while the fault lines quake
This ain’t freedom—this shit don’t sustain, it breaks
He torches institutions built to check raw power
Courts, press, truth—watch ‘em buckle by the hour
Trade rule of law for loyalty oaths—one king, one crown
That ain’t democracy, that’s some dictator countdown
You cheer “for the little guy,” but look at the damn books
Tax cuts up top while you counting ramen cooks

Extraction economics—bleed a body, call it cure
Strip-mine souls ‘til the ground won’t endure
Math don’t cuddle—lose topsoil, seeds don’t stick
Hollow systems snap back—physics, real quick
When it caves, who’s catching all that shit but you?
Billionaires got exits—where the fuck is yours, dude?
Step one: reclaim your cortex—air out the attic
One feed, one creed? That’s famine—static
Cross-check, side-read, triangulate routes
Echoes make you soft—diverse voices make you stout
Step two: rebuild guardrails that hold kings to account
Independent courts, free press—the pressure that counts
Not your enemy, that’s your shield from hot breath
They’re the firebreak line when a strongman tests
Step three: real community got room for dissent
If doubt equals exile, that’s cult-grade cement
Steel tempers in heat—clash, cool, then we flex
Stay linked through the friction—strong bonds, no hex

(Question) ain’t betrayal
(Checks) stop the fail
(Truth) needs no savior
(Proof) over the hail

You can’t think (but you swear you woke)
Can’t leave (got you by the throat)
He take, take, take while the fault lines quake
This ain’t freedom—this shit don’t sustain, it breaks
He got you locked—say less / Think for yourself—no BS

You think you free ‘cause the chain’s invisible—check the bruise
Think you connected, traded self for goddamn views
This lattice won’t hold—the numbers ain’t kind
Wake up before collapse schools your stubborn mind.
Freedom is thinking for yourself while building together—forever
This? Neither.
This is dependence—
And dependence cracks under pressure.

Clavish - All These Funds

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