Stick 'em up

 In a world divided amongst various factions and danger zones, we turn to media and artists to drown out all the anguished moans, these mass graves are to full to hide all these innocent bones, and still we take no notice to the world changing around us we just stare stupidly at out phones. There trying to make us brake, scientifically seeing how much sorrow we can take, the reality they present to you is definitely fake, because they don't want you to know that the reality you live is the reality you make. Wu-tang warned us back in the day that C.R.E.A.M, now living together symbiotically is nothing more than a dream, lives are destroyed or lost just so the strong can blow off steam, why go out side when you can watch the world fall apart on your computer through a live fed stream. The truth is always swept under rug, as our masters and oppressors kick back and read Ayn Rand's "Atlas Shrug", in a world where people live by the gun and die by the slug, you may feel like you have omnipotent power but if you step outside the parameters the true masters will squash you like a bug. It's to late in the game even if we were to unite, the weapons they control are to powerful and would squash our might, the publics on the wrong end of a losing fight, now feel remorse as your pulse quickens and your chest gets tight. ask no questions as you drink poison koolaid from the cup, and piss yourself as your masters scold you like a new born pup, "wait are we really as fucked as you say we are?"... yup, but if you have anything left worth fighting for then stick 'em up