Lyrics Existence - Non Phixion

Existence

This life is hard, my mental level is odd
Like Devils versus Gods, there’s a war inside my mind going on
Squads represent these separate emotions
Three quarters of us is made a water, now it’s land versus ocean
Soaking this like open wrists
Had this bitch sucking my dick for poker chips
Deep-throating shit, then she sucked her own tit
I got bizarre shit, you’re just a moving target
Take your style, dissolve it
Latkes, which is made a brown sugared vomit
'Fright Night' of The Comets
Seven Islamics named Mohammed rocking scimitars
That give the illest scars, to the Godless
Unworthy ones my verse is thirty guns, blasting off north
My rhyme’s a sawed-off, I’m hip-hop, I can’t be bought off BLAOW!
I blast a scripture like a fracture blister
Attack the system like when cancer hits a random victim
Splatter liquid like a twisted sponge
I’m like a biscuit hit your lungs
Twitch your tongues
We putting rhymes in circulation
Like it’s drugs inside bloodstreams
I like to visit other countries and see other things
The universe is all ours to explore, that’s what my mother thinks
My brother thinks most cats are shady, I think he may be right
But fuck the darkness!
I’m a try to focus on the light
I be the true and living ruler of MY world
I want world peace, so if you got beef
Stay the fuck away from me, chief
The green leaf is sparked like soldiers stomping through a swamp
With thigh high boots and radiation suits that’s glowing in the dark
It’s like a tribute to myself
While burning kids like they was grilled cheese
And every time I open up my mouth, I kill MC’s
I seen the greatest men destroyed by cowards so I watch my back
Most of these cats are so damn whack
That they’d be lost without they gat
That’s not to say a gat is evil
Only people can deceive you
Make you bleed through wounds that never heal
And leave your spirit feeble
It’s depressing
The truth will set you free so just accept it
You don’t even have to like my shit, so long as you respect it
Without the positive — We can’t exist
Without negativity — We can’t exist
Without the sunshine — We can’t exist
Without the darkness — We can’t exist
Heyo without a little love — We can’t exist
Without liquor and drugs — We can’t exist
Without three religions — We can’t exist
Without the tell-lie-vision — We can’t exist
It’s like my views are ancient
Crusty like basements Studying spaceships
Anal probe with metal prongs testing temperature placements
Teeth of a dragon, face of a lion, Children of Zion
Half-breeds who defecate iron burnt to flames
We find robots from the Bible insane, unknown intelligence
Sons of the sun with astral resonance
Bigger than rap, I live a life of decadence
Turn mass to energy
Medicine man telepathy, conspiracy, Tel Aviv
Up in my pyramid, never derivative without less play
(?) raw like stones in my breastplate
We militant, we legislate laws with no decency
'98, brothers use brains at low frequencies
One time for sharp kids, killers who biblical
There’s two ghettos: one of the mind, the other physical
A break fool who be on that hunt for (?)
Race haters and pigs in white sheets running with Quakers
Without the inner self — We can’t exist
Without oxygen — We can’t exist
Without a bag of weed — We can’t exist
Without a little greed — We can’t exist
Without some real friends — We can’t exist
Without the dividends — We can’t exist
Without photosynthesis — We can’t exist
Without mass transit — We can’t exist
Prepare for mental combat, I react
Like twenty gats and hold some straps
Ready for nothing that’s not here
To take me down or hold me back
Then I come back only
To walk down mean streets like Piri Thomas
I’m in seminar where they asked us
Who practice the art of conscious?
Beware of toxic water, drinking tap could be a deathtrap
A setback, to leave our arms folded and our necks back
Existence leads back
To Egyptians and conflictions, war missions
Colored-free property and fake religions
Battle scars, nudie bars, a million stars that crashed the earth
Leave us jerked and out of work
Forcing all mine to convert
To carry weapons for aggression, Ruger M double 7's
Crash the heavens like our demo did at Geffen
Now we prepping Barracudas
While computers deja vu is forming fluids
And our brains
Re-enact the deep attack that caused the pain
The social differences
Existences, the listeners are businesses
Non Phixion is like ministers, walk the world until it finishes
Without some food stamps — We can’t exist
Without reproduction — We can’t exist
Without a clear mind — We can’t exist
Without a little pride — We can’t exist
Without self-respect — We can’t exist
Without some intellect — We can’t exist
Without the old-school — We can’t exist
Without the real truth — We can’t exist