Goldini Bagwell - Pandemonium lyrics

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Goldini Bagwell - Pandemonium lyrics

If people were, in reality, motivated by irrational forces, then what was needed was control by the elites to manage what he called the bewildered herd. And this could be accomplished by using psychological techniques to control the unconscious desires of the ma**es [Verse 1] Yea Caution: I'm caught in time between this calm of mine And a chronic high that's got my two lips two hits from being cauterized Floride got my mouth cotton dry I wanna believe it, so I cross the line before I cross an eye just to see it Lord Jesus, if I cough and die in the cross fires Let planet Earth be where my coffin lies Just plant me in a Gotham-sized hole And let the crows pick at my skull until my pose is Gothic like When the helicopter's fly be it one with where the possums lie Until that thermal skin confirms you not alive Yea, the cost will rise, but it's not monetized It's optimized to succeed where other prophets try There's more than these teeth that are on a constant grind There is so much more to see, please don't crop the sides There's so much shoved in our face, we can't help but compromise Throw up a little on our plate then go back for a larger size [Hook] It's sheer pandemonium People turn sheep and it ain't clear on who's controlling them (But just know) You'll never be alone again (Just know) We'll never be alone again It's sheer pandemonium Satellites in the sky, it ain't clear on who's controlling them (But just know) You'll never be alone again (Just know) We'll never be alone again [Bridge] Old wive's tales, yea, Montague verse Capulet No dry spells, uh, arm full of nano-tech Sky full of entrails, mother earth needs an ambulance We utter words to pin tails, we k**ers of the alphabet (It goes) Old wive's tales, yea, Montague verse Capulet No dry spells, uh, arm full of nano-tech Sky full of entrails, mother earth needs an ambulance We utter words to pin tails, we k**ers of the alphabet [Verse 2] Dug myself a hole and I'm tryna climb out of it But bet I'll be under the moon full before the country's out of debt If I gotta pay that toll, I'll extent my hand, tell baby to powder it And smack flames out of any last name that's counterfeit You acting like them zeros and ones now exist That's why when they said go to the bank and zero your funds I was down for it sh**, I'll turn base metals into gold, I'm an alchemist I'll turn ba** and treble into records sold like The Alchemist This golden calf is now a golden cow who's mad that it's Playing chicken with the system, what's more foul than this? (Duck) Coming down the block man, loud as sh** You could swear World War IV was inside the trunk Typo, powers shift horizontally Us and the come-up, to them that's an anomaly But to me that's a common need So before they subconsciously divide and conquer me I'll remove my hypothalamus so I can't feel a f**ing thing [Hook] It's sheer pandemonium People turn sheep and it ain't clear on who's controlling them (But just know) You'll never be alone again (Just know) We'll never be alone again It's sheer pandemonium Satellites in the sky, it ain't clear on who's controlling them (But just know) You'll never be alone again (Just know) We'll never be alone again [Bridge] Old wive's tales, yea, Montague verse Capulet No dry spells, uh, arm full of nano-tech Sky full of entrails, mother earth needs an ambulance We utter words to pin tails, we k**ers of the alphabet [Outro: Illmaculate] So it goes. They clung to their laws, their false ideas of justice, of security, of order, of freedom. Mere illusions. What can be said of their laws? Law is their instrument to implement their justice. Their justice? Nothing more than the monopoly of violence. Look around you. An atmosphere of desperation and fear is manufactured so they could sell you their security and call that order. Their idea of freedom? Nothing more than a brand, a corporate sponsor that we wear on our sleeve and blindly support their endeavors of acquisition. One's body need not be shackled to be enslaved. We've traded our chains for the bondage of mind and conscience. They concern themselves not with the law of God, as I concern myself not with the petty laws of foul men (We'll never be alone again) [Sample from k**ing Them Softly] I'm living in America and in America you're on your own. America's not a country, it's just a business. Now f**ing pay me