Eht Dnarg Noisulli Lyrics - P.t.s.d. - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder - Pharoahe Monch

It doesn't take your eyes to see what the paint won't take away 

When they take that veil away 

We're caught up in the mass confusion 

Confused by the Grand Illusion 

They're never gonna let you see it 

Cause if they did, we'd all be free 

We're caught up in the mass confusion 

Confused by the Grand Illusion 

We were told that the Hell below was a fiery inferno 

I rediscovered my soul between the lines inside my journal 

Trapped within a Penn State of mind, Joe Paterno 

External gratification is not happiness eternal 

Interject, intellect, intercept, Internet 

A slave majority with one percent benefit 

Photoshopped images, re-touched photography 

Pornography, sodomy, child labor economy 

Put away your hope, same political policies 

Two-thousand and ten, only minus the space odyssey 

There's gotta be a better way, we pray to hit the lottery 

We all need a the rapist... 

For the robbery of our God, an official public apology 

An angel plotted to have Organized Konfusion 

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You fell for the delusion, I'll expose the movement 

Illusion... 

It doesn't take your eyes to see what the paint won't take away 

When they take that veil away 

We're caught up in the mass confusion 

Confused by the Grand Illusion 

They're never gonna let you see it 

Cause if they did, we'd all be free 

We're caught up in the mass confusion 

Confused by the Grand Illusion 

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Political imcompetent, rhetoric, redundant 

Pundit she was fear to control emotions so I'm done with 

I reveal a force field for nonsense in my circumference 

While we waste resources in abundance 

Seventeen-thousand times a day the human eye blinks 

Making us even more subjectable to the hijinks 

Home alone in my iPad, iPhone, iThink 

One world currency, doesn't matter where I bank 

There is no pot of gold at the end of a mythical rainbow 

We're uneducated contestants, life is the game show 

The president is the host, the results are painful 

The judges weave a web in which we all get tangled 

Their only contribution to the world is a delusion 

Which has no physical power, I offer you a solution 

Pharoahe Monch, the antonym for translucent 

Lyrical revolution, I'll expose the movement 

Illusion... 

It doesn't take your eyes to see what the paint won't take away 

When they take that veil away 

We're caught up in the mass confusion 

Confused by the Grand Illusion 

They're never gonna let you see it 

Cause if they did, we'd all be free 

We're caught up in the mass confusion 

Confused by the Grand Illusion