Instrumental prod. Kepso Beats

-Lyrics-

*God Bless America*

Welcome to the machine
It's the American dream or so it seems
Exploited for your qualities
Apocalyptic foreign policy
Plastic in the collard greens
Gasoline in the water stream
Trapped in the velocity
Of the money dollar greed
I sip it up and scream
Go to sleep with atomic dreams
We're puppets of economy
I think its haunting me
I can't afford the scholarly
Or food for family - or luxury
I need a buck - or a bullet please
We just fight, flight, or freeze
To appease the fuckery

*This Land is Your Land*

You're a fuckin victim
Sippin on capitalism.
Until the cataclysms hit yuh
Driven by intelligent systems
And warmongering bitches
Vicious for blood money drippin
Lickin up the way you feel indifferent
To malevolent evil driven
Deployment of the -isms
People with white pickets
Yes you scratch lottery tickets
But your income just diminish
As inflation make you fidget
Robbed by ambulances
Dead by curable sickness
Poppin pills to feel like livin'
As the lizards profit off prescriptions
And the rich man eat you up like his name is fuckin' Grimace.
They no longer teach you civics.
Cuz educations not the mission.
They splitcha' with the politics
And divide with tribalism.

I won't die in this exhibit.
And I am not an acquisition.
I would rather suicide 
Than be alive inside this system
And I'd rather hate my life
Than to live blinded in this prison
Manufacturing consent with the television
Its completely profit driven
Like homelessness and malnutrition.
It's a corporate colleseum.
Where the global south is eaten
And the rest of us are bleedin into the mouths of leaches.
In suits and ties on beaches
Bombing children from the bleachers
Our feed is full of lead, PFAs, chemicals in beakers.
They look at us like creatures.
And blame us when our knees jerk
But they'll be fuckin' sorry when the bomb is their theater 
They'll be fuckin' sorry when the bomb is their theater 
They'll be fuckin' sorry when the bomb is their theater 
They look at us like creatures.
And blame us when our knees jerk
But they'll be fuckin sorry when the bomb is their theater 

*George Bush admits the Iraq war was wholly unjustified*

Open up your eyes a little wider
Half a mind to buy some fertilizer
Just to murder all these liars
Spreading fires in empires 
5% of population fit to revolutionize yuh
If you got a suit and tie I think your times up
If you emphasize it's time to rise up
Fuck a corporate ladder I dont wanna climb up
Best hide on an island or we'll find yuh

They look at us like creatures.
And blame us when our knees jerk
But they'll be fuckin sorry when the bomb is their theater 

Welcome to the machine, it's the American dream (American dream)
*Pledge of Allegiance*

GOBLE$$

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Johnny P's Caddy Freestyle - Single

Johnny P's Caddy Freestyle

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9 - TERCERA D

I created a piano ballad with a modern approach, using a lot of major 7th chords, while keeping in mind the Goldberg Variations. It is written from a philosophical point of view about a child who is tired of playing and devouring sleep on a hot summer day.

＜Lyrics in English＞
Relentless blue.
Along the unimaginably thick
concrete wall
that sinks into its depths,
a black one sleeps ravenously

It is engraved with
a few sharp straight shadows
and surrounded by the smell of
dried grass and a little water.

Motionless
and almost shapeless,
the black one uses
the abundant summer light
for black sleep.

Sleep is everything now,
and to be aware of sleep is almost meaningless.
In that case, this summer and this perspective
are metaphysical

Only the temperature difference due to shadows
remains physically
Only the smell of grass and water
remain in memory

From the beginning,
there has been that sleep

＜歌詞＞

容赦のない青
その底に沈む
厚さも想像できない
コンクリートの壁にへばりつき
その黒い者は貪り眠る

幾つかのクッキリとした
直線の影に刻まれ
干乾びた草と
わずかな水の匂いに包まれる

身動き一つせず
およそ形も定かでない
その黒い者は
もてあました夏の光を
ただひたすら黒い眠りに費やす

今、眠りは全てであり
眠りに気づくことは無意味に近い
そこにおいて
この夏もこの視座も形而上である

その下に降りられるのは
影が伝える温度差のみ
記憶に残るのは
草と水の匂いのみ

原初より
その眠りはあった

夏の底に眠る者（The Fallen Of Summer）

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