I am done with Earthlings… Broadcasting live and direct from space 😑 I want to slap so many of you.
Some of these may never be spun off into full songs. They are just verses / spoken word about how I feel on that given day. Today happens to be a day of EXTREME DISAPPOINTMENT in humanity
Music: Colibra – Born
Lyrics:
Split horizontal, lose upper class power
Split vertical, dem give you riches by the hour
Dem wan sew seeds of the different breeds
and diseased thoughts always cost friends, enemies.
Control the many, broadcast in session
Now that you’re listening true confession
Conflict episode ratings explode
Lick it back hijack your narratives impression
So start the countdown
you heard the number one sound
From raiders in the outskirts
Invaders in the downtown
TV selecta the media de-scepter
The idle mind’s still designed to be the devil’s playground
How can we privilege and positively spin this
So history rewards us with blessings and forgiveness?
Silence the critics like they were never here
While the villages, images, witnesses disappear