Kev Brown - The Eulogy lyrics

Slash Gepetto, I'm Pinocchio you puppet masters A real man, here to take a stand you f**in cowards It's game time, powder toss, you better hit the showers boss It Ain't a global blackout when i say your f**in powers lost People gettin louder cause you flip like sweet and sour sauce Sloppy with the cover-ups, to floppy with the browser dos Spit it raw, lyric Molatov's to your grotto I can smell the funk from here like JB at the Apollo All your threats are hollow, so it isn't to hard to swallow Man they k**in off the innocent, you think we will just follow? You're chances are the lotto, we on this sh** like pronto See the streets are fighting' back - upper cut em' with a combo Since The Firm, dudes haven't seen a desperado Keep the rebel as my motto, make a k**in off you honchos More than one hole with bullets rippin through ya ponchos The truth was always there, it's just been hidden in the cosmos Bravo, we sense a ma** deception from the Council But your sh** is f**in doubtful and you're talking with your mouth full So I brought a scalpel, it's aiming for your apple Time to bring the pigs to slaughter, so my daughter will not ha**le Future's what I'm after, I'm a martyr with a shackle But a vicious jackal, break lose this hamper and I will snap you Hammer off your statues, symbolism and chapels Castles everything you made deduced to gravel sh**tttt And you wanna f**in battle?Amargeddon Buildin 7 demolition to you ba*tards Infiltratin our pastors, rappers, actors You a bunch of dapper raptors In life I'm Mendela, on this mic I am Mengele Disect and strangle ya to bring peace and put an end to ya Hallow tips to your operatives Straight for the operate till your whole clique in hysteria I bury ya, the barrier of peace is your co-op In Co's op, love and unity patrol my whole block In yours, war and famine are used to produce your short stocks Support docs, that bleach our minds like Clorox and it don't stop The genocide it won't stop, the pesticides implode crops Transhumanist f**s tryna turn us in to Robots! We runnin on a short clock, and they got the f**in door locked Wire-tapped, the courts mock, but sovereignty they won't knock Extort shock through the leadership of a rebel They treble, no censors for metal, the dust will never settle Mettle on till the break of dawn for forsaken pawns What we're taking on is bombs, fanatics of the Quran Infiltrated by the set up of pogrom they embalmed Elites are international, world will never be calm The unseen is all around you, until our lights on But my mic on, so you know the fight's on! Word up!