That sound you hear is the noise we're not above Actions without resolve Tragedy becomes the only song We memorize words of pain forget the ones of love Hate now explains A daily life we write of Put it on a t-shirt so Someone can sell it Boxed in a happy meal for kids Printed on a bib So babies can wear it Slogans for cash banners for clicks As long as they're subversive And ridicule current establishments The ultimate privilege meets The ultimate vanity 'cuz Winning is more important than law, gods or humanity Land of the lack of sanity Land of the fuck you, fuck me Now the cost of being free Is losing every civil liberty You're a special kind of a piece of shit Don't try to avert it You didn't just earn it Trust fund kid, you deserve it You're a special kind of a piece of shit Don't try to avert it You didn't just earn it Motherfuckers, you all deserve it

They say they protect But just intimidate and collect A pissing match at best that Backs words of pretense Inhale bacon stench And strike and lament Every dissent that checked The neck of a pig ina blue blanket Select slave project another pet elect Billionaire bought respect To correct the public reflex Glass rimmed with medicine Taints the vision to win Consume it like vitamins but Too much can make your blood thin How much I want it to die And how it shouldn't be allowed to live Is obviously an overlapping Venn diagram Machines that make us rage disinformation plagues Make everything second rate Hate, Wish I could escape Machines that make me rage disinformation plagues Make everything second rate Hate, Wish I could escape Heathens We breed them With reason adhesion And demean them These are intrinsic emotional lesions If you feel 'em, you see 'em Standing on the edge for a reason cuz I'm sick from screaming Subject to hollow demons And Unreasonable treatment I see it Blaming wounds left Is at best a hearse For the worst of the best Lest we stay oppressed and Become the complicit rest Trickle down protest a short recess From the top-down mess gnawing at lady liberties breast you bitch and lament About how they own your neck Just wasted human flesh Tied to a desk faked at every attempt This is an ankle bracelet You silly obedient pet No respect from the imperial pig in a blue blanket Machines that make us rage disinformation plagues Make everything second rate Hate, Wish I could escape Machines that makes me rage disinformation plagues Make everything second rate Hate, Wish I could escape Select slave project another pet elect Billionaire bought respect To correct the public reflex Per-fect the glass ceilings a meaningless classification of being Wounded and seething From mis-diagnosed reeling's you feel on the inside The sheer number of killings shilling for opportunistic fillings Milling by the numbers to grow to top the status quo when the status quo Is the same as me and you Pathetically You reap what you sow Select slave project another pet elect Billionaire bought respect To correct the public reflex Per-fect the glass ceilings a meaningless classification of being Wounded and seething From mis-diagnosed reeling's Machines that make us rage disinformation plagues Make everything second rate Hate, Wish I could escape Machines that make me rage disinformation plagues Make everything second rate Hate, Wish I could escape

Mental gymnastics erratic static packages Binary co-co-coconscious flows With Crypto synonyms Burnin your acronyms For venture capitalists Prayin for digital moonshots From yo mamas basements Until that dreaded screenshot Until that dreaded screenshot Cop that monkey avatar for [not a lot] Let another CEO place the brain rot Get any fiat you got, clocked with an army of bots NFT bros ain't nuthin But broke ass hoes livin by the line and Papas stale Cheerios Pretending that they know What the future holds In someone elses portfolio While the blockchain folds VCs sellin oil from snakes Built on electronic waste Into a digital pyramid of fakes Cosplaying creatives that copy and pasted Excuse me while I base the Monkeys of this scam placement Just gotta tell yourself It's worth a jpeg Prop up these broke-ass apes with wooden peg legs And play your Vertical Yahtzee self-checkmate Just gotta tell yourself It's worth a jpeg Gas fees pay for weak knees And the chain splinters like Dead pine trees Previously Web3 wanted a dating site No ladies in sight total cock-party plight Downed overnight Set fire to those peg legs Its all made up of bits That you can hit with a script please hear this PSA shit Don't believe their pitch You won't get rich quick You'll always pay the price To some other corporate dick Fuck the bored fucks And all these trust-fund kids You're gluttons gouging while Sucking us all dry like ticks Stress test the inverse investment Against your cryptic crypto presents Messaged equivalence doesn’t Mean shit But it leaves you holding the bag So you can enjoy how empty it is And then you look like a sad, sad, bitch Hey Yacht Club, hope you can scale my shit And AI render an NFT of my dick sucking my own dick Just gotta tell yourself It's worth a jpeg Prop up these broke-ass apes with wooden peg legs And play your Vertical Yahtzee self-checkmate Just gotta tell yourself It's worth a jpeg

I Down two beers to relate as We infiltrate to claim our space A bitter end to a mortal fate Skip this race and slow the pace Those above won't compensate Don't be late no meals, no breaks barely alive and barely awake while raising rates escalate I down two beers to relate as We infiltrate to claim our space a bitter end to a mortal fate Slow the pace and skip this race it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late but it's too late Seek diligence through ignorance and vigilantes killing each other Legacy is now the prey and inefficacy becomes the hunter and I am the sickly zygote carried by the battered mother born to reorganize and restructure, fueled by meekness, weakness and my suffering hunger Laying waste to the future power mongers, all with tools found here Turning the factory gears amongst the scent of scones drizzled with their tears I placate them while bearing a sneer tell all those scared motherfuckers starvation is near Tell them identity isn't weird A permanent acceptance for all is what we must premiere Blind hope is a set of veneers Without teeth you can never persevere You can never chew the sustenance that Is selfishly plated right before you Right fucking here And let me make this abundantly clear If you Just look in the mirror, you'll realize that individuality dies in the shadow of your own personal fear I Down two beers to relate as We infiltrate to claim our space A bitter end to a mortal fate Skip this race and slow the pace Those above won't compensate Don't be late no meals, no breaks barely alive and barely awake while raising rates escalate I down two beers to relate as We infiltrate to claim our space a bitter end to a mortal fate Slow the pace and skip this race it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late but it's too late Corporations require your assistance and fall upon their own failing persistence amongst those who asked for it let alone beg to adhere to it Unevolved protocols and deflated medicine balls fill the halls of harbored thrall amongst dusty cubicle walls Barren, abandoned, Conference Rooms with expired boxes of donut balls To revise malformed data and further the lateral Children are the collateral, It was all so-called "tactical" And was never humanly practical where quantified violence benefits privatized corporate pockets Where angry Americans showcase how They are proudly influenced by most of it Freedom for liars and pulpits To squeeze any nectar from democracy's lockets And rob any dollar from an immigrant's pocket Land of the free? We've collectively lost it pseudo-realities are beliefs clickbait is a form of profit If salvation is key to every excuse you have for Spreading hate at me then: suck it You’re already brain rotted I Down two beers to relate as We infiltrate to claim our space A bitter end to a mortal fate Skip this race and slow the pace Those above won't compensate Don't be late no meals, no breaks barely alive and barely awake while raising rates escalate I down two beers to relate as We infiltrate to claim our space a bitter end to a mortal fate Slow the pace and skip this race it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late fuck that, fuck that it's too late but it's too late

Future life neuter Rancid from the sutures of the worlds abusers we praise how they breed us And ignore how they treat us to all the prestigious that never greet us But happily feed us recycled Adidas from birth i am keyless born into steeply debited ideals now my invisible digital bills go to these edible medical "future still" pills With digital reals stepping on my heels And replacing human feels these vampritic shills have skill and mill for the easiest kills never ending religious treason Fucking Islam, fucking Jesus Our end proceeds us in times of dust We happily eat us cheeks of rare cheetahs Drill out of view aka the future kill slave and fill the rat race till manufacture for a world less real From the couch where time stands still you can’t admit your own ill will embrace every victim kill And Capital Hill's pharmaceutical ills Future bill Pay it Future Kill On Target Future Pill Take it The rumor is humans have a sick sense of humor Throwing rocks at the sky and feeding self-inflicted tumors you're fucked, last blooper Death-herders always eat their suitors Thankfully forgotten Forever Future life neuter Rancid from the sutures of the worlds abusers Birth-rights holders, body owners Power measured in pairs of shoulders Storefronts, ports, and lobby molders empowered whores with less exposure Influence hoarders buy the borders faculty repeats and builds the mortars Put in hands of drones not soldiers Breadlines grow and don't get shorter The very thought of what could conceive this plans to hunt down man to redeem us we capture the women, put them in prisons and enlist your children at recess They try and tell me what I need let kid soldiers cross the seas tell the ladies when to breed, how deep to breathe, and how to be Future brutal is their way Lose tomorrow, not today Some people act, some people pray Some pull the trigger to get some praise No more rain it's End of Game It's 404, it's how it's made Mugshots on a wiki page Holds one percent of us to blame Future bill Pay it Future Kill On Target Future Pill Take it The rumor is humans have a sick sense of humor Throwing rocks at the sky and feeding self-inflicted tumors you're fucked, last blooper Death-herders always eat their suitors Thankfully forgotten Forever