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CRASHprez - Paranoia (John Vietnam Cypher)

My entry in the John Vietnam Cypher. Shot & engineered by John Vietnam. (Calling out SIR E.U THE GREAT, Kendall Elijah & Rafael Casal.) Download it here:   / paranoia   http://www.hulkshare.com/kqdtan6x19j5 Here's the original video if you want to enter:    • Introducing the John Vietnam Cypher (calli...   Download "Enjoy Your Miserable Life" here: http://music.crashprez.com/album/enjo... http://www.mediafire.com/?kkjcwsm39od... http://CRASHprez.com http://music.CRASHprez.com   / crashprez     / crashprez     / crashprez     / klanlife   I'm a compilation of complicated emotions My pride has been shattered open, I'm contemplatin' erosion Just to break away... from sin and all its synonyms My lineage is farthest from a kindred sense of innocence And I don't want to be another stroke upon the blackboard Sittin' over breakfast like; fuck you think I rap for? Validation: the simplest complexity Wandering eyes acknowledge my identity This dialect's erected from my diaphragm Dissect the context I draw upon the diagram Learn the laws, play the game, pray to your messiah, man Try to coexist and break the promise in a pious land They wanna pipeline me to a death untimely They'll forcefeed your freedom 'til you step unwisely Don't be a barcoded scapegoat Be an answer to the questions that these graves wrote Then trace the faces back to carbon copy caseloads The sloppier the silencing, the higher that the stakes go Failure is the abortion of success Trading subsidized pride for affordable regret Once that sentiment digests, toy soldiers load the fuller clips The string threaded through my skin, I'm ponderin' who's pullin' it How many hours 'til we fondle the unfuckable? One day, we finna see our stars and stripes are not untouchable There will be no electorates, they will enforce the censorship The soil will run a stream of blood and they will burn the evidence Empires rise, collapse, and divide Another chapter skimmed by some uncaring eyes In a class in the future like we do at this very moment Revolution's recipe is still in need of two components: 1) The courage to rewrite the evil 2) The unity between the people And somewhere, a new thought blossomed In the mind of an innocent Meanwhile, the world played possum But, goddamn it, I'm sick of it We do not belong to them