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Secure in Paranoia: Exhibits A + B
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sorry bout constantly
ill annoying ya
(Big UP Chicago)
but it may be time
to let go, resign
be secure in our paranoia
Think way back in the day
to all those
seemingly unnconnected
public displays
here in our
Land of the Fee
Home of the Wage
makes me realize that
we all just
playahs on an
experimental
Econo-Military Stage
a Misery Science Theater
where Big Bruthah Fukah
tinkers with US
the Human Creature
How often are we humbled
by some brilliant new app
then aside to our bredrin mumble
"yeah, but just imagine what the Army has"
for instance,Exhibit A: Google Maps
hot-damn - any poor Soul
can Zoom right into
their place of birth
get right up there
on Yo Momma's roof
go to street level
you can see right into
her tacky livin room
but these shots are "still"
you can bet yo ass
Unce Spam monitors Momma
in time real
with resolution of
untold giga-pixels
by the same token Exhibit: B
remember those "crazy" street people
so outspoken
speakin to, in particular: no-one
thats how we knew they were nuts
but I submit they were CIA
agents on the highest levels
of clearance trust
walkin round in trance-like raving
what was proximic-publics reacton?
we gave `em wide berths
we didnt wanna get involved -
Momma said "pretend they Aint Mis-behavin"
What a valuable lesson
Brothuh Fukah learned
He propped up Blue-Tooth
selling irresistable
handless technology
to every Tom, Dick and Harriet
now theres thousands
of civilian decoys
talking outloud to earpieces
such a mundane occurance
gives plenty of insurance
to enable covert military Ghosts
to command sisnister deployments
right out there in the open
as they operate
hidin in plane Sight
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sorry bout constantly
ill annoying ya
(Big UP Chicago)
but it may be time
to let go, resign
be secure in our paranoia
Think way back in the day
to all those
seemingly unnconnected
public displays
here in our
Land of the Fee
Home of the Wage
makes me realize that
we all just
playahs on an
experimental
Econo-Military Stage
a Misery Science Theater
where Big Bruthah Fukah
tinkers with US
the Human Creature
How often are we humbled
by some brilliant new app
then aside to our bredrin mumble
"yeah, but just imagine what the Army has"
for instance,Exhibit A: Google Maps
hot-damn - any poor Soul
can Zoom right into
their place of birth
get right up there
on Yo Momma's roof
go to street level
you can see right into
her tacky livin room
but these shots are "still"
you can bet yo ass
Unce Spam monitors Momma
in time real
with resolution of
untold giga-pixels
by the same token Exhibit: B
remember those "crazy" street people
so outspoken
speakin to, in particular: no-one
thats how we knew they were nuts
but I submit they were CIA
agents on the highest levels
of clearance trust
walkin round in trance-like raving
what was proximic-publics reacton?
we gave `em wide berths
we didnt wanna get involved -
Momma said "pretend they Aint Mis-behavin"
What a valuable lesson
Brothuh Fukah learned
He propped up Blue-Tooth
selling irresistable
handless technology
to every Tom, Dick and Harriet
now theres thousands
of civilian decoys
talking outloud to earpieces
such a mundane occurance
gives plenty of insurance
to enable covert military Ghosts
to command sisnister deployments
right out there in the open
as they operate
hidin in plane Sight
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