From the day of my birth I’ve been observin the earth Known I had a purpose to Put it all to verses So I can lift the curses From these sheep like persons ‘And spit it at opponents With a purpose to quench thirst To make a million dollar verse. I gotta hit em where it hurts As truths stains their shirts, They review their life’s worth. Let Psilly Cyban take you people To another level Where wisdom is free And knowledge never gets embezzled. I’m a man of the truth And it’ll make me rich. That’s why we have the fifth, ‘Cause I don’t lie but I don’t snitch. There’s a world out there And you’re gonna have to learn it, If we don’t fix the problems Then its gonna end up burnin. They’ll leave us with the ashes Remembered only in the clay, The age of paleosapien Will be enacted on that day. So study when you look Into the depth of my lyrics See a brand new way of seeing things As well as how you hear it. Prepare your palette ‘Cause you’re about to get served There’s nothing you can do ‘Cause you’re about to be unnerved. Look into my eyes So that I know you got the message, And open up your ears So you can actually hear my lessons. There’s nothing complicated With the wisdom I can share It once was common sense But nothings left between their ears. Taking queues from in a box Controlled by just a few, They’re working towards their death While they continue to consume. The planet can’t support this way We’re bound to kill us all, So please quit wasting time and Give reasoning a call (Echo x 4) Give reasoning a call. If your eyes were open You’d see they have a vision Replace your wages with shock collars And tax you to submission. Oh wait I think they did that, Now mom and daddy work, There’s no one left at home Who can put on Jr.’s shirt. Which is perfect for The Hill ‘Cause you have no time for kids, It’s ok, they’ve got your back, They’ll just loop a couple vids Left reflecting off of your lids For 30 seconds ’til you bid. They’re pushing out the products While they themselves are hid. And it sucks to finally realize That you’ve lost all of your luck Lost everything to greed and To top it you’ve been punked. The humble Psilly Cyban Did a favor for your future But healing only starts Once you actually start the suture.

11/01/2009

Posted on 04/25/2011
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