Rhys Langston - Peace in Calamity lyrics

[Rhys Langston] Bare plain's mid-drift, the wind's drifting through rift All nature's creatures graze, some of the many godly gifts Prodigious sifting hand It surveying golden land “New developments,” they say Relocate it, take no stand A mandate of silence Hamlet and Rosencrantz The native form is just that, can take no stance But, just beheaded and dreaded, no plow tool, just synthetic Fake emotions pathetic That old directive, they said it Mayans hunted, d**h squad puppets Guatemalan head cheese buckets Commanders in Nantucket But in Thailand poor say, “Phuket.” (sh**) The hills are disappearing, those on which the masters crafted Their paintings, their musings, replaced by strip mall cancer Scott Walker's a pole dancer, rides a long chain of command Contrived before the tale of the trance on Congo sand Gigahertz and Mista Kurtz Apple TV, orange irks Washing away the Jersey Shore No work for more net worth I was birthed by the hearth In the earth, moms had mirth Just a one-year-old, chattering, flattering, splattering, staggering Childhood sing, my innocence would ring Until the whole world became a Carpenter's Thing Education whiplash, wrath of the math Manipulating numbers leads to a gold bath Air conditioning suit, collar tighter than zoot No Tibetan prayer flags, no spiritual root Right click of the rodent Change a family's future (the mouse) Moocher to the suture, an Orwelian shooter Lens cap fish-eyed hooter, population Roto-rooter; Drain the outspoken comments Make another Freddy Kruger A tax on pa**ing on gas Clean energy from your a** Stripped all the solar panels Sun's equality has pa**ed Drifting clouds uncover Corporations, no rubber Let the smoke stacks just blow With no protections, asunder Puzzled and he's muzzled Silenced, he feels the bubbles He's sinking in the ocean, cement feet But no rubble Expendability, no responsibility Citizens aren't United Segregated Cities *Record rip* (woah, what the f**?) [Spokesman] We are experiencing technical difficulties, please stay tuned For the “your tribe dies” Diatribe Dyed [eyes] eggs free of saturated Retinas displaying candle, mantle Man tells felled bell, hell rings A gold chain Which is still a chain 10 Karat Slavery The pulled pork stork Of those born to manifest destiny's Child, wild and riled Deep-fried inside wide halls Nero's song Nero fear the beard Stagecoach carpetbagger: 500 years of cotton Mouth South of mason Lodges Dixie cups [Koolaid cups] But what whips welfare with white welts? White wealth? Black Entertainment tele- Communications, the ma**a- Mind contrives four, five four-fives Meet the brown's Black color wheel, one dimensioned By its very existence Insecurity, double hyphen Hung jury, scottsboro BOYS Klans- MEN Defending subjective objective reflective minstrel makeup Sex, text while driving Cotton Gin on the rocks Intoxicated one drop; DWPB— driving while possibly Just possibly Black But he came out of the closet didn't you hear? Strapped to the ground It shook before approval and removal opened The doors His skin being the lightest where the chains had formed Unborn future free And you know what said he? “THREE fu*kS ABOUT A CATEGORY THREE fu*kS ABOUT ITS CREATOR NOT GIVEN WILL BE." ...And now on with the show *Record Rip* [Rhys Langston] Invocations to the nations of net worth, times two, can't say sh** PH acidity, deranged Orange is juice castration Sunburst anemone in profound water placement But tide pools and evergreens overtaken by pavement Still, no lights dare shine them fallopian basements Disconnected interjections, but mere truths, schools in session New procession and direction, an erection of protection Lightbulb flexing for the best And matter grey shows no protesting What's new to Dalai Lama? Edit memo, primo, test it Lepers cook linguini in the kitchen, simultaneously The waiters battle freestyle, vocal mittens, so heinously Seven fifty dollar shoes and Anti-Semitic Jews Nuke weapons, dick-slinging Old Middle East news Lyrical suicide bomb, no giving of alms Aggrandizement And Black youth they feel that charm Mimicking examples, yes The samples have been ample (television) And over Indian lines America has trampled Red faction of the country is so white it's turning blue Satisfaction adhered and it changed color too No first person theatrics until the old returns Words brand into the mind Hot ice of knowledge burns Gentrification met Shakespeare and they talked in the park I was homeless on a bench, but my brain got a spark Mental to physical, ink travel residual Deposits from the pen to the paper Incredible I've got more kicks that those to the head of Honduran Nike slave workers Cash flow like U.S. deficits More haters than right-wing churches My words come out smooth like them truth-hiding politicians See I can rhyme quite orthodox, but hell no That is not my mission Still, my flow's smooth like bu*ter, mola**es You know Because it forms your mind like clay earth, but not Ca**ius (Ca**ius, Ca**ius) I sometimes half-step (Ca**ius) Maybe I'm a half stepper But never sold no Salt So they call me Sergeant Pepper