Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vigilante Genesis, artist - Blueprint. Album song Vigilante Genesis, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Weightless
Song language: English
Vigilante Genesis |
Duck into an alley filled with urine and fat rats |
Emerge from the other side, dawning a gas mask |
It’s on again, introduce the 808 mechanic |
Slay satanic ways, my state’s in a panic |
Petro from wild animals that they let go |
Suspect profile of the owners they kept low |
Mysterious circumstance, serious consequences |
My fury is to bomb another target, I’m not timid |
Bricks through your window then I spit at the judge |
Do my time standing up like a man won’t budge |
When these greedy motherfuckers try to take what I love |
I write «greed» in red ink, let it drip like blood |
Punk ass security, They circle in shifts |
Seems like five minutes, but I time it at six |
And I done come too far to go out like a bitch |
So I chill behind a dumpster hit my target and dip |
Shit, nobody out this time of night except graff writers, Prostitutes and pimps, |
drug addicts and backsliders |
Box cut any motherfucker that try to fight him |
Vigilante, Just another worker that got tired |
Of mastering his zen trying to be on some calm shit |
Arms folded hoping maybe karma resolves shit |
Or on his hands and knees trying to pray on some god shit |
So he go out into the dead of night and he bomb shit |
The FBI stings, the activists got shook |
Can’t even buy a copy of the anarchists cook book |
Entire databases, every crime, every crook |
On every continent, every website, every book |
But can’t track what leaves no imprint |
No digital or physical, no criminal fingerprint |
So so subliminal, his criminal intent |
The last one you ever would have pictured who did the shit |
Now come to grips with your position of majority |
That’s thoroughly controlled by the few in the minority one percent |
Since a kid, resented authority |
And businesses made rich from the products they sold to me |
They wanted to sleep but I can’t chill |
My nation full of people scared of taking that red pill |
They’re feeding us this garbage got our minds in a land fill |
The American Dream is a dream, It ain’t real |