turn that fire up, i'm runnin on fumes, feed my soul again, 4 my love subsumes, to my emptiness, made some money but, really it don't mean shit, if I ain't got nobody to, share it with, this battle with myself and my, loneliness, 'nother deceased, all possessions relieved, to the state, even retirement, what that retire - meant? if your whole life you were heel to cement, without love, without rest, i can imagine it did more than a dent, to ya soul, no wonder some givin' into fent and turmoil, the power vacuum has no prejudice, it wanna eats us all and leave no trace, we was once useful as labor slaves, now we no need in the age of automate, if you see what i'm saying i guess we can relate, humanity rise up against all this hate, buried deep in obscurity, using tool's of the state, state craft hurtin' me, modern day tax may as well be burglary~
How much for beats
turn that fire up,
i'm runnin on fumes,
feed my soul again,
4 my love subsumes,
to my emptiness,
made some money but,
really it don't mean shit,
if I ain't got nobody to,
share it with,
this battle with myself and my,
loneliness,
'nother deceased,
all possessions relieved,
to the state, even retirement,
what that retire - meant?
if your whole life you were heel to cement,
without love,
without rest,
i can imagine it did more than a dent,
to ya soul,
no wonder some givin' into fent and turmoil,
the power vacuum has no prejudice,
it wanna eats us all and leave no trace,
we was once useful as labor slaves,
now we no need in the age of automate,
if you see what i'm saying i guess we can relate,
humanity rise up against all this hate,
buried deep in obscurity,
using tool's of the state,
state craft hurtin' me,
modern day tax may as well be burglary~