GRim Logic:
Televised lies, your mind hog tied, /
these pigs fucking with us, (why?) Cuz we get high,/
My mind torn between living my life right and the day that I die, so I'm,/
Gonna hip hop to it, peruse this music, /
start this movement, till we groovin, proving, /
nothin to the ones that was fussin and runnin the gums, /
thinkin we was hustlin for fun, /
it's time for the world to get smart, enough with goin dumb,/
Stupid, retarded, seek wisdom and knowledge, /
I'm no prophet, but the systems conditioned for you to empty your wallet,/ yeah, /
keep they hands in your pockets, you try and prosper they stop it /
controlling the margin of profit, /
So high I can see the earth curve/
Jump out no parachute and land on a sack of herb./
Impervious to pain my mind states absurd, /
I give to you my essence in these words.../ Word/

Hook:
They got bullets, they got choppers
Shoot you down, shoot me down
Television, tunnel vision
Dumb you down, dumb me down

TreySoul:
Big boom bang bat / Each moment explodes in the present with tales from The Crypt like Annunaki genetics /
Cliff note the film, fast forward to the credits/ Pause, small print , magnify : The critics' embellish /
Meant to make you focus, meant ot make you think / Meant to make you circumnavigate the truth from all angles of belief /
It aint meant to do shit cause up to you is everything/ The Universe is infinite so dont cling to one belief /
But if structural molecules of hallucinagenic shrooms bind to your DNA genetically altering you /
Evolutionary symbiosis, noted dude / Related and responsible too, for the leap in man's consciousness WHEW! /
Knew thatd be a lot to take in / Dont necessarily know that its true / But why not step out of the box your minds been caged into /
Damnit if "The Master's Hand" is slippin / Power grip it the palm of your hand / Perfection in your refelction /
We're all a God send / Heaven sent Star Children

Hook:
They got bullets, they got choppers
Shoot you down, shoot me down
Television, tunnel vision
Dumb you down, dumb me down

TreySoul / GRim Logic:
We're all locked up, but we're loaded ones / Rise awaken shine like the morning sun /

Adjust the sights, Aims on point now/
Control system, Slow your Heart rate down,/

Innerscope is my vision / Cross hair heart Im relentless / Finger on the trigger, goin fuckin ballistic/

Squeeze, don't pull feel the tension/
Account for wind resistance and let go with precision/

Metaphorical, lyrical, never duplicated identical / Individual analytical analysis /
Allegorical gore porn will overdose a serial killer on Prozac and Zoloft, whos' minds' warped

Distort, your perception of reality/
Let these lyrical bullets defy gravity/
AK. Actually Killing these beats/
Audio Keys, Ancient Kings And Kind bud smoking,/


Hook:
They got bullets, they got choppers
Shoot you down, shoot me down
Television, tunnel vision
Dumb you down, dumb me down