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Conspiracy

Our lives began to end the day we become silent
 
Digging our graves surrounded by the violence    
 
What happened to the power in knowledge    
 
We must educate ourselves and cast out them evil spells if these wall could talk  
 
they'll speak us out of    
Our shells and unveil the poor  
unfortunate souls    
 
That reapin this hell back in prehistoric times we never had our own minds  
 
nowadays we just confused with our own damn kind tryna shine    
 
All is in dispair stop with ya wicked stares    
What's the reason for all this hating    
 
We falling fast into the company of Satan    
And everyone's blind to this hostage  
 
situation in recuperation with spirits and Angels I can now  
See flow from all angles like Everytime I  
 
try to  progress my faith is pushed to the test but deep inside my mind I'm too  
blessed to be stressed Yeah  
 
Burning with the fire of purpose,we need to keep rhyme flowing like biblical verses  
 
I Neva clutch mics and get nervous behold all ye state of demonic curses  
 
prepare ye the way of this warrior Empress  only a microphone avocate can pass  This test  
we spiritualizing our journey through  
 
Genesis marching through the valley of death I'm Fearing no pest  
a love for this music is endless    
I'm staying here in this booth til I finish  
this  
 
 through a world of melodies notes and keys "who is She" that came to set us free ,from all devices of our enemies  
folk wanna read me like psychic and I don't like it the universe is pure energy plugging  Into the source  
give me blessings for infinity prosperity,health and love is what it brings  
 
As I master my mind and realized that thoughts are things  
 
My back is against the wall and I don't wanna fall  
Into the pits of hell again the after results is  in when rain drops fall I feel so  
cleansed with interstanding    
 
My goals seem almost to distant to achieve when I    
Don't want to you make me believe out of  The mouth piece of my  own adversary  
 
is there something that u see in me that I don't see myself  
 
Release this death I need your help resulting in a smooth sophisticated richblend  
no longer a fool I be a champion of wisdom  
 
 thy will I choose I give 2  
Thee of  the life thou gaveth me  
thy will I birth  no life I ask accept to thy given task but no more than I can bare  
 
we should acknowledge that the truth is out there in this artificial universe history is headed for reverse    
   
It's a conspiracy    
ain't no liberty  
 that's why she where's the blind fold  
 cold as hot  
hot as cold    
Untold tricks plays apart  
Deep in ya mind    
blind do you hear me    
don't fall victim  
To theory  
   
 
Written by Pimp2ThaFuture04 (Wise Conscious)
Published
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Justice is Blind
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