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Wake up every morning feeling like a broken record, the world is so beautiful but I ain't really feeling Stepford, pressure is measured the brightest specters of pleasure compressed in scepters must be broken open to unlock the best endeavors.. How do I better this world? Pull on a lever and twirl down a staircase for miles on end, so many people come and go wanna pretend to be friends, then they stab you in the back when they know that you won't defend, I'm sayin fuck CNN and all the news networks, give wealth to unhealthy don't tell me bout some dudes networth, there's people dyin 'n' cryin 'n' while they're lying I'm trying to keep on finding the answer to whats left for the next sir, cause it ain't lookin the greatest like a frown on a face i'm lookin down on a place that I used to call home, and I can't make it better it's useless all zones abused in false tone..
When I say "listen up" no missin my material my mission is simply assembly musical criteria thats made for me, cause the music of today is a lot like the world nobody cares and there's vacany, so gimme the back up 'gainst the wall, they're building up the shackles for them all, you gotta fight back, when you're feelin this track is just the bomb, ain't nothin wrong with you seein the sound thats screamin from the song, the feeling's unfamiliar cause the real music's long gone, your soul and energy, the pit of your stomach, it takes you over the summit you know you can't overcome it, that's why we strum it and drum it get whatever we want from it, we stay up all night and keep it bright when the Sun plummets.. So raise your glass and raise another glass too, in a cheers to the years and we let the music pass through, if sneezin is releasin your demons then "Ah-Chu!" cause relieving the being of its evil is past due..
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Message Delivered,
released January 1, 2016
Written by BBMpire
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Sindakit
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