Only man to figure to feed his innards with the gamma rays
Forcibly pulling you into orbit
Closer and close fools gold golden coast hit the gates holding ghosts back from the broken cold and culted
Standing on the shoulders of those who fell before him
Soles paint raked with the four days orange face
A tank and a mask put the fumes to his craft snort the fire
Fan the flames until the whole block scorch a new attire
Lack a brain, I'm clicking shoes to wake up
Timeline hole head why I'm lie facing up
Side of me that's rarely ever seen
I'm down on my luck
Right mind turned crown
Now I'm left in the rut, what
El grupo with the MTS expression
Counterfeit rest direction button pressing stepping through a fallen heaven
Seven races occupy the skies
Add an E when T6X rolls by E K resides
You'll find my eyesight
Only man to slice his innards hari-kari style
Steam coursing blood, toss vomit flipped to phonics vile
Hoax & Hoaxier spirits rush the coast for those who believe the most
Pick a host and then anchor in low

I’d raise the bar but reception been dissolved
Pick calls up but the fire burned the fall, now the leaves burning
Need the levee to break, Just to feel assurance
Been sheltered, been scarred, but now I keep learning
x2

This the end to the simulation
If you stumbled upon this I'll extend congratulations
You found the easter egg inside the matrix
This hacker the knew code cause creation, he's the one made it
Multi faceted, happenstance was the casket slip
Nazareth, city split home to the embattled kid
Lord swore escape the clay hut that he's been trapping in
Paddling down river styx burn the water he be lapping in
Cripple shivin' fake leg in octagons hear the bell rung
In this world of grieving living in groups of one
ButI ain't got a shelf to put the placard on
Its feast or beg when your face to the gun
Chose none, click my thoughts to splatter son
Paint the wall, decipher lines of punch, patterns and the little puns
Find caverns, lining zeros and ones
Hoping the sun exists when your back is turned
External drive stacked rack that
World chip in your neck 4th degree digital burn

I’d raise the bar but reception been dissolved
Pick calls up but the fire burned the fall, now the leaves burning -
Need the leevee to break, Just to feel assurance
Been sheltered, been scarred, but now I keep learning
x2

So let it burn, let earth combust, I'll be a fan of the flames
Let hate propagate, throw in propane
Toss the towel, cross boundaries tell your neighbor your name
Sold your soul and art in a second for an ounce of some fame
Neighborhood divided, households colliding, races uprising
See if you can confide in some common grounds,
It's common now to plow ahead, head down, and mouth shut
Emotionless robot tone, pupils contract, take your pills to the gut
Exert, consume, repeat, bow to the throne
Get a buk, spend every week tryna land on your feet
Fashion of the month is self deprecation
Stuck in a funk, analogous to the cage
Life a play, and you can bet your wage that the stage gon drop
Face it, the altercation is whether you can alter the space ship
Can you look at the flames, shake heat, smile and take it
There's no answers, no reason, the world's weird and fucked
Realize that, burn the earth, let the fire spark the blunt