Darkside of the Moon - SA-ROC

to come up from underground?

The land of white lies gives the truth the run-around

Deciphering my cipher

Read between the newspaper ink

Lean close and you’ll smell the carnage start to stink

Nothing remains real

They took the Solarman

Forces the legions

The trustees of stolen land

And now them white trails stay in my blue sky

This is my testimony

Raise up out the

My name on blacklists because my black fist

Conjure up revolution, thought is the catalyst

This world rotating and the court is the axis

Meet me in the middle of the earth where it’s blackest

Three times as dark but lighting is immaculate

Your mind is somersaulting

Handsprings and backflips

Flow combustible, gasoline and red tip matchsticks

Paradigm shift

This rap thing just for practice

In the middle we stay calm

We just drop bombs

Mothership immaculate

Ride on candy chrome

Meet me at the gates

With your space helmets on

We gon' break out this matrix and take bandit home

Have you heard?

We just made the most wanted

It’s bigger than petty criminals charged with dope running

control chips discharged through vaccines

I told them the new world order was still coming

Another cold American winter so strap up

Them gold coins is high on the market, go stack up

They coming for my beautiful mind

My dutiful rhymes are dedicated to telling truth

The facts tough

I know that some were down with the glamour cause

It scrape off the skin and leave the wound raw

The tender only can handle but so much

Shock waves reverberate, leave their brains scarred

Desperate times breeding desperate little men

Clutching their plastic straws so the em in

I been down them cowardly streets they dead end

And now I plan to take the high road so far in

They wage war

We war for higher wages

Running from the real like the germ is contagious

Eyes wide shut in the wild wild west

On our knees praying for the man in white to come save us

Mavis please get your Staples

I’ll take you there if you ready and you able

Journey to the depths of your dome with your thoughts all alone

Till the day turns to night and the light switch turns on

Eureka

It’s the thinker vs. believer

Thinker questions everything, believer follows eager

Six million ways to die so what you live like

God-fearing out in the streets but what your crib like?

They say home is where the hatred is

I say that fear is where complacence lives

When the fear has gone past only I remain

And the last men to stand are the first to reign