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Untitled 02 (2025) AKA. Cen$or$hip PT. 2
- ///Verse 1 \\\
- I architect contempt like Imhotep built temples for the dead
- Stone tablets in my mental, these sentiments embedded in lead
- Heavy metal credentials, the medicine Ive bled through fundamentals
- Stepping through the threshold where the devil and the gentle both assemble in my head
- Im sketching out resentment with instruments and pencils made of sediment
- The evidence Im penning is a testament to settlements we never could prevent
- So I dissect the president, the precedent, the elements of negligence
- Developing this narrative thats relative to exigence, Im severing the tenement
- They planted seeds of bitterness in gardens where my genesis began
- Now every sentence that Im penning is a menace to the gentleman that benefits from plans
- Thats set to keep my people in predicaments, imprisoned in the sediment and sand.
- ///Verse 2 \\\
- The contempt contemplate while contents of my consciousness gets heavier
- Im sisyphus, the boulder on my shoulder getting meteorical, consider us
- the indigenous, the scholars labeled menaces by senators and editors
- who fabricate the narrative and separate the heritage from evidence, its sinister
- Im living in a cinema where villains wrote the ministers initial scriptures
- Divisive literature depicting us as primitive, theyre painting fictional pictures
- But wisdom is transmitted through my pens incision, cutting prison bars
- Im fishing in a system thats malicious, pulling visions from the reservoir
- The distance between stars and where we "are's" the very reason that I carry on
- Creating constellations from the nations that were erased, I resurrect with marathons,
- These cadences elaborate, the patterns that Im crafting like a paragon
- of everything they told us that we'd never be, im chemical like Babylon
- ///Verse 3 \\\
- This contempt got dimensions, I could mention fourth dimensional chess
- Where every single sentence is a weapon I possess to resurrect the rest
- The blessed and the wretched both invested in my message, I confess
- Im stretching through obsession into sections unexplored, Im manifesting depth
- These metaphors embedded got me pedaling through netherlores of federal excess
- Where everything materials ephemeral, the terrors in accepting less
- Than whats celestial, educational, rational and respectable as breath
- Im stacking architectural collaterals, immaculate in every step, the eternal quest
- for something more substantial than these brands they try to hand us as a test
- of whether were susceptible to spectacles theyre selling us to manifest arrest,
- Development suppressions their profession, Im a weapon that suggests
- that breaking every chain and rearranging all the pain could be our greatest testament
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