Yugen Blakrok - Tetra Tarantula lyrics

Lost in the depth of the straw man fallacy Where none can leave a legacy Identity quests are now aimless, roaming urban faceless Jakes on dirty streets plead their cases and we die so state lives Enslaving ma**es to master plans, blocking paths While I trace the footsteps of the Invisible Man Eradicating frequencies polluted by garbage Aim to raise the turn-out for the harvest Higher powers, noses covered in powder Scared that winds of change bring apocalyptic showers, so they cower With big brother schemes, tell the snitch keep his eyes peeled Dominating media, agendas revealed The seeds of decay planted by John Hoover Are nightmares infiltrating the streets like Fred Kruger Best to stay awake, the black cougar Moves below radar, let dead rappers tell you how a bullet runs thru ya That's why we take... ONE for the physical, food, clothes, shelter and guns And stay armed for when the time has come Take TWO for the literal, in-between the syllables Mental states are steady when the mirror faces you And take THREE to burn trees, spiritually high steez Chaotic spaces, manifestations of holy trinities FOUR emotionally accounted for Stoically staring down the enemy, we're ready for war And for this so-called freedom People will go against the concept of god, even the natural laws that free them Condemn the innocent and sell them to the guilty felons Number Game: was twenty-seven on another level And twenty centuries deep inside a fabricated lie The truth's like rains to a desert, at worst it's a mirage And penitentiary philosophies where ends justify the means Are the real cattle-k**ings of the twenty-first century While crooked politicians keep campaigning for office The vigilant determines if performance follows promise Because law is the disguise the brute force goes by They plant the seeds of anarchy with hands hidden by vines And we...sip from the wine like kisses from poisoned lips See the blind can only lead the blind into the abyss Word to the ma**ive, guided by petty pa**ions Men led by the ma**es never rise above six And this is...not even time, it's only illusion since The power of gold's uprooted our divinely chosen rulerships So by the Second Star! I'll direct One drop of acid in the ocean causing ripple effects That's why we take... ONE for the physical, food, clothes, shelter and guns And stay armed for when the time has come Take TWO for the literal, in-between the syllables Mental states are steady when the mirror faces you And take THREE to burn trees, spiritually high steez Chaotic spaces, manifestations of holy trinities FOUR emotionally accounted for Stoically staring down the enemy, we're ready for war