Compliment the ruins, the silence, then reconnect the roof. Fall in a state, circle it, the verse.
Soldier in the youth, their recess, their paper ridden use. Collect the faces just as rehearsed.
Drill to them the news, the recent, graffitied and abused. So navigate the mule, the puppet, the easily amused boy. Bring to us the name, the pilot, the ridiculing saint.
Erase the conscious mind of the earth.
Cabaret the drug, the medicinal account of God.
Forrest the faith, the reason, the worth.
Tango on the idea that this the liberty of eyes burn.
The thought of all the lies, the wreckage, brings money up to size.
Media is the raping of the dog, unknowing
You're absent to what's really going on.
Cast upon the age, quixotic, an acumen of rain falling for sure, atomic invert
All the spoken aid, referring to legal serenade
Summon the hypno-titan reverse
Activate the claim, the solvent, cuz we're the inchoation Maneuver us the same as always parade our demarcation.
Media is the raping of the dog, unknowing.
You're absent to what's really going on.
Witness to the scene be sober
Cuz scissor could beat the rock down
Chorus X2
Artist: Solange Knowles
Artist: David Banner
Artist: Fall