[Intro: Despot]
Despot, the iron-fisted tyrant
[Verse 1: Despot]
Oh, what a wonderful
World slowly morphing into a sullen wasteland
Of apathy as the misled ma**es look unhappily
I chalk up every pa**ing day as a forgotten tragedy
Try to escape into a page, but my brain has begun
To atrophy. The weight of the truth has shattered this last
Menagerie, pulling me abruptly out of my virtual
Reality. Now I'm running from actuality
Threw caution to the wind, and then a draft blew it right back to me
I shot the breeze and left it crippled and limping
‘Cause I'll murder meaningless murmurs with clever words and nimble thinking
Look out below! That pedestal you sit atop is sinking
This world is all a royal scam, intent to leave one thinking:
How is it that empires fall from foolish blunders?
While allowing Dreamscapes, they paint galaxies by number
The boundary between reality and fallacy
Is torn asunder when exiting my mystical realm of wonders
‘Cause, every time I open my eyes, apparitions rise
The same ones that pester me in my slumber
They're growing stronger, no longer willing to stay imprisoned
In my imaginative faculty, forming a phalanx that will
Stretch across the expanse of this galaxy
Tactfully eliminating the oppression that's off avenging
From living our lives happily by haphazardly
Revoking that false sense of confidence that you've been lent
‘Til you could no longer hide your swollen head in your hands
In embarra**ment, reveal your future faces
Everyone's eager to be repping but knows not what they represent