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**ILLUMINATI** 10/3
- Free Beats
- Yeah
- Dark room, black suit, candle in the lobby,
- Everybody whisperin’, “Illuminati.”
- Gold on the walls, but the soul look rotten,
- Smile for the camera while the truth stay locked in.
- I see symbols in the smoke, shadows in the hall,
- Power make a man think he bigger than us all.
- Money on the table, morals get sold,
- Everybody got a price when the blood run cold.
- I don’t bow down, I don’t kiss no ring,
- I don’t sell my soul just to live like a king.
- They can promise fame, put a chain on my neck,
- But a diamond studded prison still a prison, correct?
- Illuminati, dark side of the party,
- Masked up faces, nobody say sorry.
- Power and greed turn a heart so cold,
- Tryna buy the whole world, but a soul can’t be sold.
- Illuminati, eyes watch everybody,
- Devil in the details, evil in the lobby.
- You can own the mansion, own the cars, own gold,
- But when the lights go out, what you got in your soul?
- Freestyle—
- Black car rollin’ with the windows all tinted,
- Everybody want the crown ’til they learn what come with it.
- Handshake deals in a back room meeting,
- Fake love smiles while the wolves still feeding.
- I don’t need a penthouse built off pain,
- I’d rather walk broke than be owned by a name.
- Everybody chasing power, losing who they are,
- Sellin’ pieces of themselves just to look like a star.
- One eye on the money, one eye on the throne,
- Whole room full of people, still nobody home.
- Evil ain’t a costume, evil ain’t a sign,
- It’s what happens when greed takes control of the mind.
- They say, “Come inside, we can give you everything,”
- But every shiny promise got an invisible string.
- Nah, keep the fame, keep the secret society,
- I’d rather have peace than a crown built on anxiety.
- Illuminati, dark side of the party,
- Masked up faces, nobody say sorry.
- Power and greed turn a heart so cold,
- Tryna buy the whole world, but a soul can’t be sold.
- Yeah—
- No deal with the darkness, no price on me,
- No throne worth losing what I believe.
- If the whole world bows, I’ma stand up proudly,
- Middle of the shadows yellin’, “You don’t own me.”
- Illuminati…
- Money can buy silence,
- Power can buy fear,
- But it can’t buy truth
- When the truth gets near.
- Dark room, black suit, candle in the lobby,
- Everybody whisperin’, “Illuminati.”
- If evil wants my soul, tell ’em come and try me—
- I’d rather die free than let the darkness guide me.
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