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Wild Thieves
- [A mass attack and plastering of scapegoats](Here I’m speaking to the systemic tendency of placing blame on innocent voices—especially artists who refuse to conform. When someone speaks out or disrupts the expected order, they’re often scapegoated to keep the illusion intact. It’s not just criticism—it’s a violent, organized targeting.)
- [Excluding out of top fives is your hate quote](When they leave me out of their conversations or “Top 5” lists, it’s not an oversight—it’s hate in disguise. This is about the silent shade, the type of exclusion that’s meant to suppress impact. Being left out is a statement.)
- [A lotta fake hope during this revolution of what fate wrote](This line questions the authenticity of so called revolutions. Just because something’s loud or trendy doesn’t mean it’s real. The fate of this movement was written before the revolution even began—but many riding its wave are selling dreams that aren’t theirs to give.)
- [The swinging of daggers land and it’s straight throat](It’s not just metaphorical attacks—it’s direct and precise. When people come for me or for truth itself, they aim to kill, not wound. This line paints the aggression for what it is: fatal and strategic.)
- [Keep out the untuned sound and the gates closed](This is about protecting the sanctity of true lyricism. I don’t let in noise that isn’t aligned or tuned to the frequency I operate on. Not everyone deserves access to the gates—those need to stay closed to preserve purity.)
- [And when the trail is agape and the people wade close](This image shows the world opening up—a new path revealed. But as people approach truth or freedom, danger creeps near. It’s a moment of possibility and vulnerability all at once.)
- [Keep an eye on the wild stallions behind our stagecoach](This bar’s multilayered. On the surface, it’s a warning about people chasing me down, trying to rob me like old school outlaws following a wagon. But the “wild stallions” also reference Wyld Stallyns—a band from Bill &Ted—so it plays as a homophone and metaphor for culture jacking, the industry trailing behind to steal ideas.)
- [They rock heads without remorse with a strange rope](These “stallions” aren’t innocent—they’re violent and heartless. “Rock heads” means both hurting people and being dense minded, and “strange rope” implies a noose. They’ll hang you with the very wisdom they stole from you. Labels and critics won’t hesitate to execute your image when you resist being robbed.)
- [And lasso you and throw you into a pit where the plagues roam](You get dragged into a place where sickness spreads—cultural, spiritual, lyrical plagues. This isn’t just about being silenced; it’s about being cast into obscurity, or worse, into infamy)
- [No bravado when your running from the aged oak](This is one of my favorite layers. The wagon chasing you is made of aged oak—symbolic of the industry’s old systems and exploitative structures. When you’re running from the source of your capture, there’s no ego left. You’re stripped to survival.)
- [Cuz you were blamed for opting out of an engaged oath](People hate you for walking away from the very deal that would’ve destroyed you. Opting out of the industry’s oath—what others see as loyalty—is treated like betrayal. But I didn’t break the bond; I just chose not to sign it.)
- [But you were only trying to thrive beyond the industry’s snake cloaks](This wraps up the whole picture: I wasn’t trying to be above anyone, just beyond the poison. “Snake cloaks” represent fake allies, shady contracts, and slithering mentors who cover venom with elegance.)
- Beyond the time of me is a hole of souls
- A cold world full of bleeding and false hope
- Keep the peace at the end of the credit roll
- But everything before that let the fate enroll
- Watch the karma that’s headed for your armour
- [It’ll kick back like Masutatsu Oyama](Karma doesn’t miss, and when it hits, it’s a force of nature. I reference Masutatsu Oyama, the founder of Kyokushin karate, known for killing bulls with his bare hands. That’s how hard truth strikes when you’ve built your armor from lies.)
- [Disrupt the Dharma and face the hands of the Brahma](You tamper with spiritual order, you face cosmic consequences. You mess with balance, Dharma, and now the creator, Brahma, answers. This is divine justice, bigger than laws.)
- [Now you can pillage it or cry for your mama](That line cuts cold. You have two choices—steal truth and suffer its weight, or collapse like a child. There’s no middle path in this reality I’m sketching.)
- But I wouldn’t cuz the truth can stop crooks
- [Chase after it like a premeditated ox foot](Truth is the ultimate defense—it halts even the slickest of criminals. And that “ox foot” line is layered: before an ox charges, it scrapes the ground. That’s preparation. That’s intent. I chase wisdom the same way—deliberate, calculated, unstoppable.)
- [You aim to be harder but I aim for Harvard](This contrast hits sharp. While others seek to be “tough,” I aim for intellect. And this, paired with “ox foot” sounding like Oxford, brings that Ivy League double entendre full circle. My warfare is mental.)
- [You need multiple degrees to match my heat](I’m implying that what I bring isn’t just fire—it’s scholarly, it’s multi dimensional. You can’t step to me unless you’ve studied beyond the basics)
- [Cuz the Father and the nature can only annotate my drama](Only God and Nature themselves can script or explain my life. My pen is so beyond human construct, it’s divine in origin.)
- [And I use that to bend arms inside of restraints](This is pure transcendence. Restraints are meant to stop movement—arm restraints specifically prevent bending. Yet I say I bend them anyway. I’m breaking physical laws with spiritual permission. That’s how powerful divine annotation is.)
- [Like a brush strutting through the pallets of paint](I move like an artist mid stroke—free, expressive, and driven by vision. Even within lines, I find new shapes.)
- [Muralist putting art on the canvas making levergers](I’m creating images that move culture—leveragers are those who shift weight. I’m not just painting for beauty—I’m painting to uplift.)
- [To the sun in the corner of the hard working settlers](Think about childhood drawings—there’s always a sun in the corner. That image meets the reality of hardworking settlers, symbolic of grit, pain, and survival. I’m showing the duality of perception vs. truth.)
- [To me increasing my flows with Ars Poetica](My evolution as a rapper is poetic theory in motion. “Ars Poetica” is the art of poetry. I’m refining my weapon.)
- Now I can remain unfocused and stay as a messenger
- [Or be the king of this site and take down the pleasurers](Here’s the dilemma: remain the prophet, drifting through dimension, or become the ruler and silence those who manipulate pleasure for gain. It’s messiah vs. monarch.)
- Beyond the time of me is a hole of souls
- A cold world full of bleeding and false hope
- Keep the peace at the end of the credit roll
- But everything before that let the fate enroll
- Now can man be made and carved from a tree
- Made without the veins, brain or artery?
- Can the wild animals end up talking like me
- Or will we forever remain the same with no advances in need?
- Cuz you can be carved from God and be holy
- But when the sparks charge and the scars read
- [You’ll need tape in your head to watch for those Car Thieves](This is elite. It’s a reference to Tapeheads, where the fictional band “Car Thieves” exists. You need mental playback—tape in your head—to even spot them. These thieves steal sound, steal essence, and rob your ride,your path, It’s a callback to the Stallion metaphor too.)
- Cuz honestly this renaissance is all ambiance
- For us to be somber on the fact we’re falling on
- Spikes that sit vertical at the bottom
- And fall full throttle, penetrating our bottoms
- And cap it of this like bottle, some escaped from the land of Sodom
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