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This is a covenant
For all my cousins and brothers and sisters lovin’ it
I wanna see some hip-hop heads in government
I swear to God; we should be runnin’ it, instead of this
Fundamentalist son of a bitch; twisted Neo-Cons
Holdin’ a fleet of bombs worse than Vietnam
I wanna be like John Lennon singin’ freedom songs
Come on, people, respond if you’re feelin’ me; reach for the ceilin’
Increase your ability to rebel against
The tyranny of military intelligence
Pre-emptive strike isn’t a synonym for self-defense
Go ahead and tell it to the skeletons who live in a prison of limited vision
This is, and it isn’t, a metaphor
I wanna see some freestyle battles instead of war
I wanna feel like real peace is what we’re headed for
Instead of a settled score
Let’s invent a better agenda than this endless vendetta
When the gold rush is over the covenant’s comin’
To get some hopes up, and get some parties crackin’ wide open
Like some coconuts, and get some crowds goin’ nuts
If you know what I’m goin’ on about then let me know it!
This is a catalyst
For this tragedy of common extravagance
This is critical mass, and when it collapses
We’ll be livin’ as savages, after the cataclysm
When this planet isn’t inhabitable we’ll reminisce
About a state of existence that isn’t primitive
Like day and night, when the light cycle is limited
This is definitive, but it isn’t inevitable
If we get committed to better alternatives
The trick is learnin’ to live with impermanence
We better get this jet ready for some turbulence
But whose concern is this? When the engine is burnin’
Then everyone begins turnin’ to survivalists
But any vital statistics I try to list
Get dismissed as pessimistic; it’s idleness
That’s why defiance is justifiable
This fight is final so I define this alliance as tribal
When the gold rush is over the covenant’s comin’
To get some hopes up, and get some parties crackin’ wide open
Like some coconuts, and get some crowds goin’ nuts
If you know what I’m goin’ on about then let me know it!
When the gold rush is over the covenant’s comin’
To get some hopes up, and get some parties crackin’ wide open
Like some coconuts, and get some crowds goin’ nuts
If you know what I’m goin’ on about then let me know it!
This is a battle cry
I’m tryin’ to rally the gadflies to ask why
Society has to be stratified; that’s right
We’re like the Last Samurai attackin’ a line of cannons
Tryin’ to find some kind of advantage or leverage
And the watchword is cock-sure irreverence
So we’re lookin’ to hip-hop for deliverance
‘Cause the cycle never ends; it just goes right to the beginning again
After extinction level events are introduced
Like a riot with a few quiet interludes.
When the fight has been moved to your living-rooms
Then what’cha gonna do? This revolution isn’t a coup
It’s a mood you gotta get into when the trial ends
Mahatma Ghandi style with non-violence
But it’s a wildin’-out song now, ‘cause silence
Would leave us environmentally like the last Polynesians survivin’
On Easter Island, so keep freestylin’
When the gold rush is over the covenant’s comin’
To get some hopes up, and get some parties crackin’ wide open
Like some coconuts, and get some crowds goin’ nuts
If you know what I’m goin’ on about then let me know it!
This is a testament
To the infinite potential of citizens
To get together and begin settlin’ differences
Instead of splittin’ like The Commitments; Lauryn hit it when she said, “Hypocrites
Always wanna play innocent;” it’s no excuse
These evasive clichés are over-used
It’s been makin’ me crazy enough to blow a fuse
But the grass is growin’ roots, and after this moment of massive
Over-graspin’ is over, we’ll know what to do to moderate
And all this faith in technology is not the way
We’ve gotta change the way we operate and stop the waste
‘Cause it’s not safe, and often the race to the bottom is automated
When the way to the top is difficult
Hate it or not, your response is pivotal
You could stay sedated and watch and say it’s pitiful
Or get involved with it and build critical skills
And get your representatives ready for this political will
When the gold rush is over the covenant’s comin’
To get some hopes up, and get some parties crackin’ wide open
Like some coconuts, and get some crowds goin’ nuts
If you know what I’m goin’ on about then let me know it!
I've got Metaphor Swordman on lock but there are some rad tracks here such as Flower Girl, Prison Planet, Dopamine Notes, .7, Snowflakes & Flowsnakes. Lyrically eschelons above the rest. icarusignite
Grey, you're music is my medicine, along with the reefer. Coming from a broken home, where i grew up with no mother, and an abusive father, and sisters who ended up in the system. knowing I'm not alone in the journey to find inner peace, your music keeps me pushing. especially this album. :\\Trippy Longstalkings
Big fan of artists challenging religion. "Just another internet tough guy, hiding behind the keyboard watching the dust fly off of the Bible he hasn't read in ages. Taking shots at Muslims, Atheists & Pagans." as one of many succinct lyrical examples of creative prowess. icarusignite
It's freaking phenomenal, that's why. I listen to Omniverse every single day several times but that's no0t to say there aren't some fantastic rivals to that song such as Broken Symmetry, Defiant, Spectacle,5th, .8, Frame of Reference, Beachfront & Interdimensional Council of Greys icarusignite