Class Clash cashed our taxes Never mind the axe-hack access to our assets Favored in blood like neighbors, we smoke the rock of the masses Would you be mine? Find my people ashy, toothless, paranoid, time-devoid The coitus of our profits and our being Poor from pulled pockets to our protons pleading for rights to fall down from the left They ain't deaf! They're just not listening Who needs more change when the grain's still glistening? Behind every great movement, there's a bowel for fisting and they fucked us good; but it felt correct They invest in weapons tech to perfect the slit of necks No Justice, No Peace No Love, No Respect

Ooo-ah, Yeah Said I don't know what I want anymore, no & I don't know what I need in this life & I don't know what you want, and I don't care & I might know what you need, but I won't share It ain't good livin' gritty Love this world, but it ain't pretty It ain't bad livin' gritty Love this life, but it ain't pretty Talkin' bout Ooo-ah, Yeah Said you don't know who I am anymore & you don't know what I need in this life & you don't know how I feel, and you don't care & you can't save me from me, but I ain't scared So celebrate The freedom of our ignorance in the shade is really sunshine And I won't wait for another mother fucker just to play me in his games when this is real life, yeah It ain't good livin' gritty Love this world, but it ain't pretty It ain't bad livin' gritty Love this life, but it ain't pretty Talkin' bout Ooo-ah, Yeah Ay ay ay ya (Said I don't know, ah ah, what I need) (And you don't know how to save me!) Ooo Yeah!!

This is a cry goin' out for the fallen, fuck a moment of silence It's only a matter of time before they take a moment to silence us all If you think this doesn't concern you, you better think more And if you see somethin', do somethin' Ill Intentions I've got those Ill Intentions I make the kill decision Cuz I've got Ill Intentions My teachers gave me low attention At recess I was King Detention They tried to preach but I ain't listenin' Told me my future's broke; no fixin' just wishin' So let the children play, boys will be boys they say Quit standin' in our way These rules just wanna' bitch smack kids right in the face Until they brain is slow; Disrupt the natural flow So you know, that when we grow the youth will harbor Ill Intentions I've got those Ill Intentions I make the kill decision Cuz I've got Ill Intentions The cops are on the block just itchin' to beat a nigga down's they mission They aim at dark with sick (CLICK POW) precision They wanna' see me rot in prison; They vision So war is on the way, and justice can not wait We're enemies of state These laws just wanna' bitch smack niggas in the face We become pimps and hoes; Disrupt the social flow So you know, that when you're in our hood we're bearing Ill Intentions I've got those Ill Intentions I make the kill decision Cuz I've got Ill Intentions When they murder the innocent- they make an enemy out of you and me! It's time to rise up, now! While they're still out numbered! If blood's the only way for you to fuel the state, then I ain't gonna pay, ha I'd rather bitch smack you right in the face, yeah My cash is low, so fuck your status quo Yeah, you know that money is the root of all these Ill Intentions I've got those Ill Intentions I make the kill decision Cuz I've got Ill Intentions It begins with a seed, then it grows in the street. When the world's been deceived, then we fight just to breathe!

Clocks in a room, we take up space Pinned to the walls, spinning in place The battery dies, cold hands on a face The fate of our race at a broadband pace The System is Down The System is Down! The System is Down, and Time is Up. Offensive truths make beautiful lies Jump from your skin, galvanize eyes "Who" is the follower, "Where" is the time "What" is they feed you, The secret is "Why." The System is Down The System is Down! The System is Down, and Time is Up.

Yeah, it's nothin' too profound Once you come to this town, you'll move around (Move Around, Yeah) Cuz there's traffic in the clouds way before you touch the ground Make ya move around, move around The rent's too high just to stand idly by If you stay in one place, you're a total waste of time Yeah, you'll move around (Move Around, Yeah), move around (Move Around, Yeah) Cuz there's money in the street where the people make their way while ya move around (Move Around, Yeah) Yeah, we hustle for the dream, we bustle for the pay Make you move around, move around Till you're working six a week, you're doing nine a day Till you give 'em thirty years and your ass is old and grey Cuz the rent's too high just to stand idly by If you stay in one place, you're a total waste of time Yeah, you'll move around (Move Around, Yeah), move around (Move Around, Yeah) They'll make you move around (Move Around, Yeah), move around (Move Around, Yeah) Make you move around (Move Around, Yeah) Move Around (Move Around, Yeah) x4 I was a traveler in that new direction I'm going no where and If you were traveling, would you just follow me around... going nowhere? I am going nowhere I...no where Traveling in that new direction Going no where We build the abode We are pipe and node We are wheel and road Neither sleet nor snow We are flesh and code We are paid, yet owed We are cash and cold Gold, Glow, Go Go Go (Move Around) Make you move around (Move Around, Yeah) Move Around (Move Around, Yeah) x4

In pyres go sages; Cauldron of sacred scrolls O Alexandria, your thieves came in clandestine paces; Stolen volumes of a golden age when Man was priest with The Earth, Woman worshipped, goddesses and conduit beings of Eternal Spring Now arrested by time, and left to fester under a Gregorian Sun Man made inorganic Carefully watched by the vacant eyes of holy vultures, diseased pagans, disillusioned sorcerers, who whisper lies throughout the ages; Hypnotic and monotheistic myths that transform Isis, Ra, El, from Gods, into soil for the stones of Jerusalem -Philip Joseph Dodd

We've got voters fraud, choking smog, inside jobs, and atoms bombs. For fear or love, the war is on. Crowded streets, mutated meat, let's not forget, the rich elite. The war is on, but no one speaks So you pose no threat towards the enemy when you hold your breath No you pose no threat towards the enemy when you hold your breath (Cuz they won't know) That there's somethin' 'bout the way they put them clouds in the sky Somethin' 'bout the way they put them lies in your mind Somethin' 'bout the way they write the rules into rhyme Somethin' 'bout the Blacks and the Browns and the crime I guess that's how they keep us all in line Watch 'em scratch, watch 'em climb, watch 'em bleed The most violent place in the whole galaxy Let the corporations do what they please while we shop till we drop from the Mainstream Disease Watching people as they march on their knees I won't wish this fate on my worst enemy They can walk, they can talk, they can see but they don't know That there's somethin' 'bout the way they put them clouds in the sky The blood of the planet is burned and refined Somethin' 'bout the way they put them lies in your mind The reason TV is so highly defined Somethin' bout the way they make us kill all the time The blood in the streets when you fight for your life Somethin' bout the Blacks and the Browns and the crime I guess that's how they keep us all in line Voters Fraud, Choking Smog, Inside Jobs, & Atom Bombs Burnin' Logs, Boiling Frogs Freedom's Lost, The War is On. x2 (So you pose no threat towards the enemy when you hold your breath) (Cuz they won't know) That there's somethin' 'bout the way they put them clouds in the sky The blood of the planet is burned and refined Somethin' 'bout the way they put them lies in your mind The reason TV is so highly defined Somethin' bout the way they make us kill all the time The blood in the streets when you fight for your life Somethin' bout the Blacks and the Browns and the crime I guess that's how they keep us all in line

Doctor KA: The dirt, the trees, the breeze, the clouds The sight, the taste, the feel, the sound The left, the right, the wrong, the down The only way back up is Underground x2 And it's so profound how we stand so firm while we're spinning 'round And we twist, and we bend just to get unwound It's like we have to speed things up to slow it down So don't fuck up the rebound We stand so firm while we're spinning 'round And we twist, and we bend just to get unwound It's like we have to speed things up to slow it down x2 And it's so profound how we get so low while we're getting down And we dig hella deep just to feel the sound It's like the only way back up is Underground So don't fuck up the rebound We get so low while we're getting down And we dig hella deep just to feel the sound It's like the only way back up is Underground And it's so profound The only way back up is underground We twist and we bend just to get unwound It's like we... EVOR3VØ°: Zzzz Zillion. Infinity. Journey through the roots, home base to the roof Clues in the bark for the dogs in the zoo Little bit of time, that's the seed in the fruit Bees in the center flower breeze, feel the proof Orbit the vortex, REVO more or less Read about the forest, but to see it? That's something special Live from the core, press record, turn the sound to metal Ayurveda ether through the speaker, now that's elemental Satellites and instrumentals, Paper and a pencil both came from a tree, what we see is only three-dimensional Fractal phenomenal, star system glisten Singin' songs of forever, both intimate and distant No ceilings on the teepee, mycelium and seaweed Lapis lazuli and lava steam when the Earth bleeds Cross-bone shaman swamp karma clock lock and key Woke up in the dream, Remembered I was everything Doctor KA: I packed my bags, I made my case and took a trip through Outer Space to make a home without a trace then lived so deep Underground Underground The dirt, the trees, the breeze, the clouds The sight, the taste, the feel, the sound The left, the right, the wrong, the down The only way back up is Underground The dirt, the trees, the breeze, the clouds The sight, the taste, the feel, the sound The left, the right, the wrong, the down Down, Down, Down, Down, Down And it's so profound how we get so low while we're getting down And we dig hella deep just to feel the sound It's like the only way back up is Underground So don't fuck up the rebound We get so low while we're getting down And we dig hella deep just to feel the sound It's like the only way back up is Underground