Name: MC Frontalot - Secrets From The Future - It Is Pitch Dark by mc_frontalot in Secrets From The Future (2007) - Selections
Duration: 4 min 56 s
Description: Selections from Front's second album, Secrets From The Future!

Selections from Front's second album, Secrets From The Future!

Secrets From The Future (2007) - Selections

Who started the fire in the warehouse?
Turns out it wasn't demons.
Who started the final solution?
Turns out it wasn't demons.
Who started the shootings in our school yards?
Turns out it wasn't demons.
How can we all possibly get along?
Look at the things we believe in.

There is no heaven or hell, so take your life and define it
Not by words take from someone else, but by your own words tailored to fight it
Cuz' free will ain't what they want it to be, cuz what they want it to be is a tool
So next time someone passes lies for a speech, make sure you've got some skeptic in you

Who started hospitals and charities?
Turns out it wasn't angels.
Who created medicine and chemistry?
Turns out it wasn't angels.
Who started scientific discovery?
Sure as hell wasn't angels.
Tell me the stories you devoutly believe
I'm not convinced by your fable

CHORUS
C,G,C,G,C,G,-D
The human race can be a wonderful thing
But our religions say we're damned little things
Guilty from birth for all the terrible things
That were done

Before we've even lived a day we're condemned
To an existence full of making amends 
For awful deeds committed by other men
We'll I'm done

With you and your convenient message of thought conviction
I'm done with you
And your fairy-tails 


"Turns Out (No Heaven or Hell)" - Original Song

Original artist: https://soundcloud.com/yellingatcats

Lyrics: 
I’m a sick cynic, no clinic can ever cure this cold
These bootlick limerick rappers young and old don’t speak passion, it’s cars, swag, fashion, and gold
They speak not for themselves, they let their soul be sold
They’ve been told and fed lies so their ego could burst
Expecting nothing but good and not preparing for the worst
Every verse and curse that shit they spit and rehearsed
Quenched their lust for the fame, but left unquenchable thirst
expecting to be first in a message of 420:
Greed, weed, roll dice for ice, that’s nice money
These cats are whack and every track is funny
I guess it’s true when you say, "You get more flies with honey"
I guess it’s true, these cats use every lie and trick, and abuse and cartoon 
this little rap gimmick
They quickly pick a click and attempt to be slick, and if I’m ill for hating this then I’d rather be sick!

(Chorus)
I’m a sick kitten, every written bar’s a curse
I try to get better but end up worse and worse
Everything I dispense every rhyme and verse leaves me tense, riddled up and mind perverse
I'm a sick kitten and I only want more
I'm the aftermath of every sin my father bored
Scourge of the lore, my ancestor’s stored
Hell-bound souls soar underneath the floor
 
I’m a sick kitten
I’m a sick kitten

I'm the weak-willed worm antidotes can't purge
The burn that I feel giving into the urge
I yearn for what's real but guilt start to surge quick
Blood like an oil spill inside of my head's Sick
Sick and misguidedmajority dark side
In it is confided the lore of ill archives
Finite and scarred, my heart's like bark hide, and grace is a far cry I failed from the start
I don't really care why things happened this way, yearly elected captain of the Faggot Brigade
And I've had it today, I don't care what they say, I'd rather be a real failure than fakely,  okay?
I'm the necro with a habit of encountering graveyards
Hit the rich crypts like my dick was a radar
Bitches start to flock ‘cause they know that I pay hard
I'm chillin’ at the top while you're stuck at a gay bar

I’m a sick kitten, every written bar’s a curse
I try to get better but end up worse and worse
Everything I dispense every rhyme and verse leaves me tense, riddled up and mind perverse
I'm a sick kitten and I only want more
I'm the aftermath of every sin my father bored
Scourge of the lore, my ancestor’s stored
Hell-bound souls soar underneath the floor
 
I’m a sick kitten
I’m a sick kitten

I’m a sick kitten, every written bar’s a curse
I try to get better but end up worse and worse
Everything I dispense every rhyme and verse leaves me tense, riddled up and mind perverse...

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