They would have u believe ev’rything u see They would have u tremble b’fore ev’ry obstacle ev’ry bombastic beast They would have u believe u are just a bag of bones Waiting 4 the box Waiting 4 the worms 2 call Waiting 4 the worms 2 make a feast They would have u part ways w/ The Herder (at your core) They would have u part ways w/ the Drum, the Dance, The compassionate Whore They would have u drink filth w/ your morning paper They would have u fulfill your worst nightmares They would have u endulge (en what is most corrosive 2 your spark) They would have u, unknowingly, champion corruption They would have u abide comfortably en the dark And acquiesce 2 the terms of hate It is the way of the World! They would have u believe Dog eats dog! Better wise up, niggah. They would have u believe abundance has abandoned u And that the law of scarcity is dharma No books! No grits! No scratch! They would have u believe so many dreadful things They would have u think so many dreadful thoughts They would have u entrenched, Firmly committed 2 the shackles of the ghetto the shackles of an enauthentic Life, A Life u were not born 2 live A Life of want A Life of sorrow A Life of regret © LogosVox 2013