Politikill.

Tryna say that you don’t mix business with home life

Maybe you should take that to confessional

Better make sure it ain’t mic’ed

Otherwise they’ll be happy to turn ya ass into a sound bite

All you seem to do is provide a disservice

Swore an oath to the people, and all ya do is hurt us

Able to cover some crimes and even pardon murders

When did you become a god to save some and burn others??

A wolf in sheeps clothing, come to fleece the heard

Ain’t it absurd?

Put your speeches on High definition TVS

Yet the image portrayed is blinding and blurred

Everyone with an opinion to weigh in with

Putting it on side or the other of the “scale of justice”

But nobody wants it to be equal or contribute to the fulcrum

A life a peace devoid of war, shit that’s an idea that fell out of focus

You believe those that are making money on endorsements care about you

Maybe if you’re paying into the company that they get paid through

Trust me, your agendas do not align

Unless you’re looking for causes that metastasize leaving you useless and contrived

So beat me to it, tell me how I’m misinfluenced

Tell me you’re the red and white and I’ll just feel the bluest

You gotta open your eyes, even the one that opens your mind

You can’t let them drown you in the propaganda , making you castrated and ostracized.

Wake up in the morning and the talking heads are blaring

Wish I meant the music, but it’s the cross-fire of lies catching us in the flaring

Of puppets and bought souls trying to tell you exactly what’s best for them if you’ll only do it

Because they bank on you taking the scraps they feed you and get the big picture misconstrued

Noxious words from abominations with shells like a human

But without any sense of moral compass, speaking a language of lies fluent

I do not ask that you pluck from you the senses that offend you , because all of them should be appalled

That we as a people okayed this process and thought not at one point in time to give it a stall?

Don’t worry that gnawing away at your conscience isn’t toxic,

It’s a wake-up call to the abandoned obvious

You don’t have to be anonymous in your pursuit to rectify the wrongs

You don’t have to leak classified facts to become a hero in song

But you have to question everything.

Nothing can come across your eyes and be accepted at face value.

You have to determine, what is freedom

And what is an illusion in which you are merely a passenger.