Vulture Culture - Twinsanity, 4th Floor

Vulture culture, slums smell like deaths aroma, predator or victim choose the

game, put the picture inna display

Feel the virus in the aura?

Sin city runs with law and order simple, eyes locked on you, keep the fire

burning within you, hide your truth in a riddle, no open book survives to see

blue days

And I said hunger in the eyes of the oppressor I said hunger feel the virus

spread my bredda?

Oh I wonder, will this fucking belly fill?

Is this fucking shit for real?

Kill blood money, money, blood kill

I see the wings of the demon, I see the creature stand still

Raw rugged, no loving I said raw rugged no loving in this vulture culture

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Eyekonik: So many enemies many are hidden with devious tendencies,

other are openly psycho under the cities, under committees, under your pride

is it national or white? Tell me what fortifies, tell me what glorifies the

cycle, moving zombified and tribal

I said vulture culture what a provoking aroma, its hiding its essence,

its hiding its bad odor, this body it’s a carcass there is no way to harvest,

this is the land of the wicked the vultures and the masters, nazi,

killing fuckers, it’s all heartless, while the civil law protects this breed

of bastards people die under occupational hazards, its madness, it is what it

is and it lives besides us

This is the truth is not? The sound of silence keeps us vigilant,

instead of soothing the pain, the climate is militant, another war engaged,

another bloody cage, another worker another refugee another immigrant,

that paid the price of living on the wrong side of the pyramid,

it makes me wonder, how the wonderful can be maintained from going under,

devils they come and plunder all we have, from the above and the rest are

struck by thunder, its building hunger, its keeping us under pressure