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Ode to Modern Pop

from Rhetoric by Kadence

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Verse 1:
Attention to all my people who still believe that the evil rooted in the hearts of cowards is vulnerable to upheaval// (raise your voice) silence is lethal to the cause, and compliance with the beast will lead you into its jaws for keeps// this shit's too cryptic and vague for those infected with a plague that turns active thinkers into indifferent cynical wage slaves with sterile brain waves// many with different faces play the same game, some in different places with changed names and make up// is the a reflection of what we're headed for, soulless sluts and poets who've never herd of a metaphor?// pompous pretentious con-artist imprints of false prophetic notions left seeming intrinsic// to heads who know not, they think its so hot, candy-ass rap shit made for suckas like blow-pops// the nigga last to pull a gat is first to instigate a fight for an image so fake that I can see the fucking laser light// its hunting season as long as the paper transitions, so the weaker primates end up with their face and hands missing// but that's the price of material ambition, in a world that drowns your ears with sound until you can't listen...

Chorus:
Put you hands up shake ya ass, throw a fit like somebody try to question your class, move! like you saw a gangster with a weapon to blast, that values ya life less than collecting his cash...

Verse 2:
Feel this like suppressed anxiety in the mind of an egoist that's frivolous and amoral in intellect but admirably diligent in action// he walks a line as fine as a filament between the depraved indifference and apathy instilled in us// you and me are observers and initiates of compassion the former of which radiate ill-intent// whether inadvertent or not its still exibited, and seemingly derivative of a notion that's primitive (selfishness)// dis ya fam keep your money close nigga (selfishness)go bed to bed like a hungry ghost//selfishness creates a mold that people get caste in and deems those at the bottom as worthy of getting blasted// manipulated flickers keep the forked-tongues richer which falsely delineates a socially Darwinist picture// in other words the more you lust for cream, the more you justify the M O of twisted fascist regimes (know what I mean?)// a hollow-vision painted with glamor and gleam got my people losing their live for a fucking marketing scheme// un-evolved earth psyches misinterpret greed as practical, maternal cancer Bodhisattva words remain factual// emcees compensate for small dicks with big egos, substituting fabricated persona's in place of deep flows// I'll smash that shit with the force of a ford Taurus, if you didn't peep the verses shake ya ass and sing the chorus like...

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from Rhetoric, released October 30, 2012
Produced by: Georgia Anne Muldrow

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