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Ancient Future
03:59
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interfaces of automation blanket where sky meets Earth
mems research funded, promises to stem seizures
of material scarcity, from Aleppo reaching across to the Bering Seas
Blood harvests, they'll squeeze us til we barely breath
I know cats who speak Basque, their perspective is different
cognition is shifted via omniscient linguistics
look around, constructed languages from fiction crowd out
indigenous sentences, no one suspicious of emphasis
how its not a premises / of naked supremacy
nations aged by only centuries unleash plague as if its meant to be
and me, mentally, I've been taught to obey
walls and fences, laws of princes, edicts course through my veins
with no caution I'm forced to welcome and garnish my pain
harness our myths and manuscripts to offer my name
To this aimless stupor, they computers calculate to game the users
dangle fortune and fame to strain the sutures
when we asleep they classify dangerous truth of
Great forgettings, creating endings or ancient futures
industrial parks slotted for accelerated trade agreements
where waste seeps into sources of where people drinking
Manufacture of exotic materials, lasers scan the serials
metrics replace imperial, arrays map out the aerials
while nation states prepare to box with velvet gloves
scarcity ensures black markets for elephant tusks
demands stacks carcasses upon a melted crust
don't call it selfishness, forces that envelopes us
It replicates as we do, innovates as we do,
in those ways of people, few pass through heads of needles
Arm chair elites fully invested in Austrian economics
Hurl troops in metal cockpits over third world tropics
botulism from falling drop ships further they grip on sovereign entities
To spot foreign enemies, we use organic chemistry
Its blind violence but we pay them no mind
Until we realize we live next to a coal mine this whole time
To this aimless stupor, they computers calculate to game the users,
dangle fortune and fame to strain the sutures,
when we asleep they classify dangerous truths of
Great forgettings, creating endings or ancient futures
Golden rules can't apply when we living neck and neck
My brothers up in arms, sisters going check to check
Power ball up in the millions, so many plan to be next
But Can't afford to pay off they gambling debts
Officers outfitted with chain link over meta materials
formations set up for fear, impose mega imperials
Towers stacked of glass inhabited by living Viscera
Sync circadians to electric antikytheras
Instead of factoring costs of the arrangement
billions remaining have to deal with weathers changing
Demographics can't adapt fast enough, lacking hap-tic feedback
When super storms are the norm who you call for evac?
Ceremonies unveil new coliseums due to dovetails
Won't revitalize superfund sites or save rust belts
Instead of living, we flow in ecologies of the prison state
Known Universe, in a protracted struggle for a different way
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2. |
Tone Deaf
04:39
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If they cant Control the streets they press control alt delete
Absolutely unaware that this history repeats
some blame science for killing god, same science as building blocks
frames and pylons revealing thoughts, replace arbitrary with deeper laws
Regression back to mean labelled unsophisticated
though we able to tease information from unspecific cadence
shifting of Earth underneath what we've built
silent thunderings that ripple and liquefy the silt
we deconstruct and simplify, signs write the end is nigh
time spent on diamond mining means most were meant to die
for low wages, the profaneness Of new idols that are famous
promote products that are dangerous, divert funds for sports stadiums
of course sieges continues on peoples who have most to lose
when we only have one option what are we supposed to choose?
Of course people are erased for the sake of development
when these words have no meaning the truth is irrelevant
Nautilus feels the present unwinding,
does it coil peacefully or foment Peasant uprisings,
from exchanges within alleys or updates of public Ledgers
no concern that the fiat cannot be measured
When our ties to what sustains us are severed
Then it seems what survives lives under pressure,
In terms of currency, only assurance can be treasured,
temperatures won't be tempered as long as we the center
Extract energy leaking from steam turbines,
chrome leeches into aquifers, but its not the first time
General malaise is common for the middle aged
they gaze up towards the sky to trace commercial spaceships
Formations that ferry supplies and few that will survive
in zero gravity inside castles in the sky
Causalities of war, ignored as thermal losses
generals reap rewards as both sides filling up coffins
Over speakers its relayed that they can search us
underneath the earths crust, with alternative service
Employment is a joke now that processes Automated
scrappers strip junk for carburetors, antiques with altered carbon dating
Skin color or genitalia, updated star of David
They pour out they hearts for comrades who never made it
ahistories from stonehenge to the Olmec
soulless drones that are tone deaf prepare for war that is full fledged
Nautilus feels the present unwinding
does it coil peacefully or foment Peasant uprisings
the exchanges in the alleys or updates of public Ledgers
no concern that the fiat cannot be measured
When our ties to what sustains us are severed
Then it seems what survives is what is measured
In terms of currency, only assurance can be treasured
The temperature won't be tempered as long as we the center
like light through Optical molasses, we shine bright
but stuck inside this element that's captured
us, suspended, as beam of pure energy
our core entities, separate/ labelled as sure enemies
if you live in the jungle, our mechanisms will hunt you
come through your habitat with bibles and guns too
we got our own idols, tactics of Sun Tzu
balance lost forever, once you undo
patterns passed before the fall, great forgetting before recall
we came, we saw, now planes free fall
above lanes we pour with cement, we've evolved
To weather storms of acid rain as trees dissolve
Neural pathways remain intact, language acquired through rough syntax
so what divides our kind from recent pasts?
Hardware unchanged, no leaps in math
Just creatures navigating on uneven paths
matter of fact, change is in software, not our code that makes us
our science won't save us, our hubris sedates us, Where will it take us
now that we are sure we are the first
as well as the last that must last on planet Earth
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3. |
Open Season
05:00
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We all return to Earth at the end of our sentence
body turns to dirt, a form without sentience
most play out their time in the bosom of modernity
built upon those serving 25 to eternity
Concrete pens with no warmth, no human contact
captured trophies of memetic combat
sagas reduced to monochrome time lapse
legacy surrendered to the abyss like by catch
I think of where I'm at, the privilege
to choose between decadence or a divine path
my mind has binaries, but contrary to good and evil
Truth is molded within the hearts of a people
no need for proof, nonexistence of absolutes
what's the use, if water turns to flame, forests reduced to roots
dot a man-made landscape, a metal dome for a roof
they replaced our home encased our physicals in a tomb
Attempts to bury us in this grave site called America
vocal ones silenced, local genocide in each area
Air supremacy, Nagasaki to Syria
drop the bombs to augment the hysteria
They declare Open season on those with no allegiance
Why is it treason to oppose these broken meanings?
When the pretense chosen to uphold the presets
Is outmoded, who provides content, what is downloaded?
They declare open season, on those deemed a malfeasance
why is the reason untold in the books that they be teaching
when the precinct becomes the source of the guns
that be killing the young, cover our eyes to what really is done
That brilliant sun don't shine for civilian slums
where chances you make it out: a million to one
before urban sprawl unchecked merge the coasts into a suburb
methane runaway ensures the coasts are going under
the summer means no comfort in a heat island
minor riots are quelled by red blue leviathans blaring sirens
department budgets begin to siphon funds
meant for schools/ become the tools for more violence
let a fire burn in Philadelphia
let workers earn fractions of what they selling ya
Automation spells the end to even the service economy
to buy and sell is worth more than our autonomy
Plastic packaging flattened, mixing with autumn leaves
after winter passes it'll be a silent spring
When blood and sweat valued less than jewelry
black outs and power surges, these urges, it supersedes
Rigs far off shore drive deeper,
murky coasts are patrolled, populated by mine sweepers
All gains absorbed by our appetite
live like there's no tomorrow, but there's an afterlife
who can break cycles if they don't got patterns right
but its hard in the caverns light to See when shadows strike
They declare Open season on those with no allegiance
Why is it treason to oppose these broken meanings?
When the pretense chosen to uphold the presets
Is outmoded, who provides content, what is downloaded?
They declare open season, on those deemed a malfeasance
why is the reason untold in the books that they be teaching
when the precinct becomes the source of the guns
that be killing the young, cover our eyes to what really is done
The views they promote to stoke sectarians
god fearing Americans, lie in wait hoping to open wide carrion
To poke and prod closed in rot, expose the clots
decay ain't supposed to stop, as a global stock
matter of fact, they working overtime
first there's birth, then contours we supposed to climb
that cable package makes you passive
Catharsis they label fashion
Retreating forests, heating arctic
seas of garbage leech reactants
Most struggle to survive, we can't see the carnage
Some come to the divide retreat a carcass
There's too much at stake with my views it seems
false history causing nation states to do these things
Whats more they collude with producers which produce these dreams
Now my face be the enemy on the movie screens
Black death to yellow perils, my accents to my apparel
From back when people's feralness became captive or sterile
I read signs of the times, they claim eye for an eye
my foreign kind, scapegoats to bleed for their crimes
Militias enforce the right reasons, democracy to white Jesus
freedom is profit to destroy Eden
whats our options, to spectate live or later streaming
Run for cover or partake in the open season
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4. |
Plane Zero
03:58
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They be boosting gear, non detection through fluids
no proof of fare, or how and when they do it
Invisible to infrared sensors that be hovering high
Weaving between speakers that be thundering lies
Nobody wondering why, this is a new normal
a view of black skies over burning blocks where few quarrel
got magicians driving stick forging huge portals
into other worlds of no forests and few coral
Bulbs of Edison, walls of medicine
halls accredited fallen presidents, Call it what it is
marble stripped to serve a function
it's those who write codes guiding those who reap and sow onions
What are dreams, if not hope and or lessons to be learned
When there's no coping mechanism to deter
fantastic notions to return Us back to equilibrium
we only focus on the worst
This is the zero plane where bodies fear no pain
Where we drink blood cuz it's ten years no rain
Look in the distance, this place with no name
This is the zero plane, this is the zero plane
I'm in a room full of stolen treasures
where we keep pharaoh tombs as well as golden feathers
next we mining moons with emboldened effort
try to bring monsoons over Gobi deserts
Have had my head down since mid December
in and out of city centers
Routed via aqueducts, I've seen decay beneath the opulence
How much of infrastructure run on Sweat equity
We re-purpose muscle fiber to achieve feats incredibly
Focus, sharp as fangs of king cobras
Cranes that careen over mountains of machine boulders
Pirates who eat locusts sail to breach ghost ships
Fail those who be closest, as a whole it seem hopeless
Like dissolves like, types evolve types,
Stuxnet activate/ crawl networks to hard wipe,
Seeking intrigue or increased dividends like PG&E
Chains of command infiltrate take hold deep in the streets
This is the zero plane where we breath in Kerosene
Where we drink blood cuz it's ten years no rain
Look in the distance, this place with no name
This is the zero plane, this is the zero plane
Pistons elicit hissing as bronze solder worn down
Qld city quarter torn down for new views few can afford now
voices barely audible under the horn sounds
deafening decibels signal caution in the foreground
microparticles diffuse from numerous rock heaps
cause tumorous colonies to be dealt with in future policy
workers cannot sleep on threat of termination
Fatigues insures at least one a day perish within basins
carved bed rock, layers of history expose
piles plunge down as caverns are enclosed
patch works of pipes, panels upon roof tops capture the light
Dynamic stasis, basis between masters and mice
Outside on display Racks of 3D bearing beads
Back alley Gene therapy with lucid dream guarantees
We lost, like Greeks coming home flying bleached sails
Lost, far from home like beached whales
This zero plane where we share the plague
Where we drink blood cuz it's ten years no rain
Look in the distance, this place with no name
This is the zero plane, this is the zero plane
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5. |
Diamond Sutra
04:07
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Language is imperfect, but first it's about furthest
points that encourage us to curse at our purpose
Inabilities connect, instabilities collect
Insofar as we detect, indeterminate regrets
Through life we progress, how many breaths before death
how any sight of the flesh give ways to flights in our chests
Christ atop the crest, stories retold a thousand fold
now it's hold is solid from atop pyramids to down below
other people's we've encountered from Amazonia to the Poles
are gone now, so their stories are true unknowns
What machinations drive us to scorch earth in times of peace
What fascinations drive us to orbit celestial beings
We can see Neptune's rings, Titan's icy sheen
Look back at a blue marble with growing deserts, drying streams
It's neural wiring, or nucleic acids in our Genes
or Freudian conditioning's, leaving traces in our dreams
I've heard it's inside of us, our nemesis, since Genesis
the premise is, we must pay a pound of flesh for our blemishes
If I head west it's a tax that I offer to a God
Eternal souls put on trial, as a scythe reaps the crop
Or I cross east towards lands where internal strife is our flaw
Suffering is managed but suffering is the law
Do we strike a balance to find a middle way?
In this Search between latitudes for answers that fit our fate?
Pray on our knees that president's launch missiles straight
Pay our fees to participate in trade on interstates
Soaked inside of binaries like I'm swimming in custom silicon
between ascetic discipline to doubting bone and ligament
Can I tell what fiction is? Verses what my sickness is?
Born into affliction, many names elders have christened it
My egos plus my people's born and raised neolithic
I am trained Neolithic, taught to behave Neolithic
I recite creation myths that retain Neolithic
Assumptions: I'm cradle to the grave Neolithic
And in this case, reality we create lends credence
To new ideologies that blur the lines of sequence
12, 000 thousand years is just a blink of an eye
Yet 5 millennia makes us think we can defy
Nature, out and inside, excuse me but English ain't precise
Or vague enough to handle what it is this world provides
I'm blinded by rage, using my pain as my sight
Without no awareness I thought this was the meaning of my life
To suffer our sins as well as buffer all delights
Shifting baselines means we live one another's rewrites
Desire is the root, what we believe is what we do
Never mind that this belief structures us and shapes the truth
So now what I am left with, means and methods we've accepted
To ancestors I'm indebted, concepts of hell and heaven
It's over, this chapter it can come to a close
Abolish my anger against Coptic symbols inside of scrolls
Leave my attachment to Sutras that taught me exactly that
diamonds are merely geologic aftermath
Nautilus been on a quest but is it time to reflect
It's easy to rip out pages of manuscripts Naut rejects
Instead of east west I'm headed back before Cartesian
Back before genome sequencing, back before the breach of sin
Back with awareness my lens is warped by the present
Forever war with my essence, with cores of my tenets
Myopia induced by voids of time in my conscious
I need to bridge gaps as well as grasp the coming conflicts
Go between the pasts, really my present, and my futures
Go between the pasts, what I can't ask the Diamond Sutra
I go between the pasts, I'm searching for a path
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6. |
Monolith
03:06
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The sentience begins its final reference
cross checked, free of human negligence
silos emptied undetected, wash away the decadence
a second flood, the wrath from above beckons blood
future archaeologists uncover no mention of us
Only buried cities caked by layers of dust
black shafts that once rise above now collapsed and crushed
they find sunken layers, early graves of the unprepared
tracks of creatures on foot en masse running scared
The Geiger detects traces of Armageddon
The depths is where even the strongest went in
excavations uncover a global death sentence
species erasure, evidence of a total threat and menace
What did they leave behind? what did we leave behind
the monolith is all they'll find
Piece by piece, events can be reconnected
databases resuscitate survivors tales of tempest
it's a mystery why the black slab still imposes
while the rest of the planet remains frozen
biospheres have long since collapsed due to melted permafrost
once the machine was set in motion there's no way to turn it off
So by millions, refugees built underground
And to this day, they remains still underground
densities of the lairs compares to meat packing
powered by nuclear fission left to boil, still reacting
Fallout spreads, from slums to middle class buffer tenants
cracks from fracking, leaking carcinogenics
Into springs that hydrates the last of the labor class
due time their inside burn and return to ash
What did they leave behind? what did we leave behind
the monolith is all that they'll find
What did we leave behind? what do we leave behind
the monolith is all that they'll find
What did we leave behind? what do we leave behind
the monolith is all that they'll find
What do they see above the sea and sand
the monolith is all that stands
Details are teased from secondary sources
an orifice in the slab still active, detail coordinates
machines made subordinate, only to rule through relieving boredom
Transmit through antennas that rise beside forklifts
domed habitats, perverted dymaxion
No difference between civilized men and what they label savages
to protect the last of private property
A dead system won't teach you how to live properly
privatized police mechanized, deployed rapidly
They run on solar, don't require no batteries
Cyborgs made to feel, paid to kill
the masses that inhabit these caves of steel
it was systematic, the way they caused havoc
in the face of total chaos there's no way to stay passive
in due time all fit the profile for death sentencing
created conditions to justify their own necessity
So what did we leave behind?
Only tapes and records, time don't rewind
What did we leave to find?
Only dates without context, a sun that don't shine
What did we accomplish?
In our extinction we had no accomplice
What did we leave for future witnesses
A silent world is our final monument
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7. |
Water Birth
05:38
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What's consensus? Convergence towards truth or merely projections
Of past biases and complexions
Now instead of priests, there's new gate keepers for direction
Nautilus doubt the research and raise the questions
I was taught man descended from the tree tops
Great apes before our brains gave way to harbor deep thoughts
Straight legs on great plains we speed across
With straight aims we maintain prowess with lethal force
Before history who controls what is known
Cave paintings relate mainstream theories of Western codes
As a male, I'm evolved to hunt game and fight wars
My counter part, gather carbohydrates and are what I fight for
We chased mega fauna until they no longer breed,
Like how we burn coal In factories so we no longer breath
Like indigenous holocausts so we no longer see
How we divorced from ourselves So earth no longer speaks
Competition on all levels is what gives us our drive
Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
And we living this til the day that we die
From the cradle we supplied til the grave that we lie
I've only known what my eyes can see
my mind is free, to swim in this entire sea
But what if I'm only drifting by a tide beneath
Break away to dive deeper to find what's inside of me
I was birthed encased in vernix, white film on my surface
Same as sea mammals that are born in ocean currents
I swam before I crawled, dived before I walked
Controlled my breath inside my chest before I learned to talk
My physiology performs like I was born by the ocean
Savanna's are foreign to my forebears locomotion
Some claim our brains swelled due to consuming flesh
Mistake omegas for alpha in how we used to catch
Catfish in Turkana, mussels of coasts of Java
New bones in our ears we've uncovered between strata
Iodine, iron, zinc, selenium
Fat subcutaneous, to the fat in our craniums
On our bodies, it's the placement, in our head, it's the matrix
Our brains of DHA reflect complex social arrangements
This world of pavement, Industrial enslavement
Contained by the blade when its chalices that form the basis
I've only known what my eyes can see,
my mind is free, to swim in this entire sea,
But what if I'm only drifting by a tide beneath,
I break away to dive deep into what's inside of me,
As an emcee, Naut got that breath control
Adaptation that was crucial as a stepping stone
Same trait i share with clades of cetaceans
enables communication, As I rhyme to a cadence
Enables me to speak Your evidence corrupted
On behalf of worldviews Victorians constructed
you think your objective, I can see your objectives,
I reject your directives as I dive into depths with
Stories of people's who lived free of good and evil
Darwin aboard the beagle, emissary of medieval
We can push back against blind Faith in a process
That Reduce complex into objects and fuel conquests
telescopes to search heavens defile sacred mounts
Wide eyes confirm a vastness while this planets breaking down
High science is skewed vision like we got deformed corneas
landfills in the ocean means plastic in mother's formulas
Aspirin in the rivers, fructose in the livers
Acid when it rains, what we gain with no more winter
Claim no Confirmation bias, they must be double blind
Overturn theories, but what is true cuts through time
They say they want proof but it was never bout evidence
About severance, between human and everything
How can we know our past if we relish in Erasure,
Enforce the Secular that drive us to meet our maker
Collapse of water bodies reveal how far we've come
Our war against ourselves tribute to all we've done
I don't know that I'm right but I know that they wrong
We won't go without a fight, all my people's stay strong
Keep our heads above the froth, ahead of hidden costs
Speak of the forbidden until the instance we reach across
I've only known what my eyes can see
my mind is free, to swim in this entire sea
But what if I'm only drifting by a tide beneath
I break away to dive deep into what's inside of me
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8. |
Ruins
04:51
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How do you recognize the ordinary?
What do you call that without a name?
Why do we ask for answers without a question?
Where do we go if every where's the same?
Acid fumes escape from old batteries
assault your olfactory, landscape is soul shattering
Clear cut by old strategies, fly ash buries untold savagery
the globe a hot zone pocketed by cold cavities
Boulevards are set to not intersect axis
cultures clashing, vultures nest next to ancient trash heaps
survivors are basically marathon athletes
go round and round in circles, cross country through the back streets
wearables track consumers to relay parametrics
that chip in the wristwatch, gridlock delays paramedics
mole people live underneath encased in damp septics
culture transmits the message: existence is a death wish
xNautilusx, an engineer, telling you the end is near
but first pause, dissect cause and effect, are intentions clear
ingrained with the notion that humans are created flawed
in all of evolution we are chosen after all
we flew too close to the sun, so we had to fall
whether original sin or within our DNA, we have to war
neighbor against neighbor, fall to guns or sabers
believe in science or saviors, no difference within this group takers
hands that have toiled, deformed by labor and stress
roll cigarettes, inhale fluid into the chest
cant afford to purchase tobacco, she burns cloves as a substitute
Her clothes are aren't comfortable, bestowed by the undertow
Non profits feed in the Sub-currents and undergrowth
Ghettos to prison pipelines, we forced to lie underoath
Metal worms crisscross under you, hear the undertones
this embargo of perspective: highly functional
All I see is the ruins
All I breath is the ruins
All I eat is the ruins
All I meet is the ruins
All we see is the ruins
All we breath is ruins
All we eat is the ruins
All we meet is the ruins
Along the coast brown men break ships with no benefits
mangled bodies Fill the tenements
20 hour shifts, there's no end of it
Coffin makers pace back and forth taken measurements
Plasma cut crusted brine and score panels oxidized
copper from miles of wire line the side, while missionaries proselytize
No how what when and the why,
this design, only those who have consolidated decide
to escape the baking sun while they synchronize the pull
groups congregate in shadows of the crumbling hulls
spears of commerce now merely scrap metal
world is flat, after these giants made the map level
All it takes is a spark to ignite hermetic chambers
No compensation if they suffer mortal danger
another dead Asian, a chapter brought to close
worldwide suffering, but these stories remain untold
How do you recognize the ordinary?
What do you call that without a name?
Why do you ask for answers without a question?
Where do you go if everywhere's the same?
How do we recognize the ordinary?
What do we call that without a name?
Why do we ask for answers without a question?
Where do we go if everywhere is the same?
A city within a desert built to flaunt its buried treasures
by any measure, they networks protect the net worth
few voices past the censors, as diseases transmit through dense vectors,
senses inert, seek out pain and pleasure.
Droves of immigrants tricked, beholden to private ventures,
stolen wages, passport pages, modern slaves, these faceless members
As degrees of separation drops, more weeds will grow between the crops
more rapidly viral content spreads between nodes within our thoughts
what we see is filtered by whims of a central user
more misguided than visions of retro future
These servers run the kernel, the surface wraps around inferno
no concern for what is earth and the loss of what is fertile
Claws of drought have caused a storm of dust to descend
the city walls a poor defense for beginnings of the end
Cause we out of options, the final shadow descends
but are we sure of the outcome, I guess it all depends
All I see is the ruins
All I breath is the ruins
All I eat is the ruins
All I meet is the ruins
All we see is the ruins
All we breath is ruins
All we eat is the ruins
All we meet is the ruins
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9. |
Peak Hunters
04:22
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What is the missing linkage?
My cities shrinking due to shifting seasons
who knew that used nuclear fuel brews for fifty eons
as fields lay fecund, my ancestors slayed chieftains
raped and seeded demons who further created kingdoms
These coastlines reclaimed by encroaching oceans
fires beyond hills are only omens, like ghost
we move back in forth, between constructed worlds
based in imagination or ones that drains the source
Megastructures crystallized from seeds of pure chance,
machines speak in FORTRAN, habeas corpus with no warrants,
Upon this earth, they speculate upon its worth
dismantling biospheres along they search
We speculate, what's tomorrow will be today
Quantify derivatives so value can be retained
Never mind extinction, it's value that remains
Never mind valleys it's the peaks we seek to aim
Opiates funneled by motorbikes upon a Khyber pass
while in Berlin my man Eebz cash out his cyber stash
Blac bloc in DF leave scenes with police tires slashed
Shout out to my fam in Kampala, thick as a briarpatch
are these actions fruitless? Just to make them upset
know our history, like Studying for a blood test
We forced to do battles with shadows on the wall
shrapnel that resolves historical ripples of the Gauls
myths of the Noble savage, symptoms of global madness
split beams like focal fractions, now fade out into blackness
imprisoned like blackfish, we can't have this
how we speak of Earth in the past tense
We speculate, what's tomorrow will be today
Quantify derivatives so value can be retained
Never mind extinction, it's value that remains
Never mind valleys it's the peaks we seek to aim
We speculate, what's tomorrow will be today
Quantify derivatives so value can be retained
Never mind extinction, it's value that remains
Never mind valleys it's the peaks we seek to aim
Purging colons, ignore thirst, hunger, massaging swollen
abdomens, these riches they fly over like locusts ravaging
The budget deficit, lack cold storage for medicine
tent cities emerge under crumbling concrete edifice
power cut off by con Edison
our lives under the knife by non sentience
line of sight enigma is the deadliest
Reflected off the space needle, correlate or co-variance
Establish Task forces, keep under wrap losses
tracks our passport and monitor from floating warships
we get by on smaller portions, as my spine begins to bend
We pay for their fortunes, trades for future dividends
We speculate, what's tomorrow will be today
Quantify derivatives so value can be retained
Never mind extinction, it's value that remains
Never mind valleys it's peaks we seek to aim
Splinter cells put projectiles through the choppers roof
with increasing frequency like how Dopplers do
know your family, and who's robbing you
no humanity is no virus, it's the cop in you
to enforce peace they ignore grief,
to quell unrest, subsets effectively quarantined
youth is sedated to make way for machines
elders are orphaned, nothing more* than corporate streams
of revenues, central news turn mammals into vegetables
like canned food, it preserves no nutrition using chemicals
Never climb for no reason, seek alphas to lock in gains
Never mind extinction, it's value that remains
Never climb for no reason, another rush another trade
Never mind valley it's peaks we seek to aim
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10. |
Night Market
05:06
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Carbon based evolution, an original OS
data bytes in my DNA be a minimal codec
Whatever augments you supply better be backwards compatible
I peruse the catalogue to review new latitudes
Forget exosuits I'm in the market for extra limbs
A second pair of arms, add on extensions to my shins
Custom control, zero latency through native terminals
10 meter minimals, unlocking new verticals
For new muscles, I need scar networks of wetwork
Plus spider silk in my sweatshirt, keep me conscious through pressure
Allay G forces, nano bots in my bloodstream,
So oxygen distribution optimal when I'm gunning
micro textures to deflect spectrum's visible via naked eyes
Optical camouflage baked into my makeshift hide
For vision, precision is part of basic packaging
Upgrade to mixed reality, eyes supplied by* human trafficking
Multiple feeds compete for composite balancing
Cortex overclock addresses nonlinear analysis
Capillary dilation, muted blush response
We shaping up as entities from just beyond
Our primitive streaks contain variables for infinite tweaks
Commensurate to how much you spend on this day of the week
Deep brain stimulation to retrain configurations
retain information, relay a new fragrance
Custom pheromones tailored for wireless transmission
As defenses against cybernetic schisms
A way to set fire to the prisons// of thought
Cash deals for discount, no taxes included in the cost
Foreign smells Produced by new organelles
back up stem cells in case organs fail
Insurance premiums are obscene and meaningless
that's why back alley body mods for knock offs are teeming with
teams of feeble men foraging for illegal gems
high risk high reward in this arms race we competing in
Before they raise the scalpel, you gotta raise capital
Rate based on surgical planes, horizontal or sagittal
This ain't where office workers come rehabilitate thoracics
Engineers are the users, scientists perform magic,
Improvised for renegades to the weapons grade
no fool suffers second place, night market deals during retrograde
Capillary dilation, muted blush response
We shaping up as entities from just beyond
Our primitive streaks contain variables for infinite tweaks
Commensurate to how much you spend on this day of the week
Capillary dilation, muted blush response
We shaping up as entities from just beyond
Our primitive streaks contain variables for infinite tweaks
Commensurate to how much you spend on this day of the week
I've saved up half a year, now it's time to strike a bargain
My man Jai shot me facts on the shortages and margins
I'll settle for titanium over composite carbon
Can live with extra weight, cap ex is where I target
Need stents for nerve flossing, reserved lymph's that reverse caustic
And enough copay for my 6 month diagnostic
Take pro hormones to catalyze mass aggregation
I seek stronger serums with fast activation
Chasing the state of the art, on display we break what we are
second livers for your cirrhosis, My LDLs I pay no regard
I'm in it to transcend hayflick limits, to stray from finish
Survival greed, strong take from victims
Plant based, my colon edited to break down cellulose
Microbiome fortified now my ferments are self enclosed
Maybe next year I'll be bleeding edge, if I breach the head
There's still a mile to shop around before I reach the end
Capillary dilation, muted blush response,
We shaping up as entities from just beyond,
Our primitive streaks contain variables for infinite tweaks,
Commensurate to how much you spend on this day of the week,
Capillary dilation, muted blush response,
We shaping up as entities from just beyond,
Our primitive streaks contain variables for infinite tweaks,
Commensurate to how much you spend on this day of the week
Chasing the state of the art, on display, we break what we are
A false assumption that it's either stasis or we compete to evolve
My quantified self tells me a horror story
Every second sentence mentions epilogues to former glory
Is this life? beats per minute as I sit tight
confined In a cubicle as I transmit bytes
Is this life? It don't matter on this night
The market is open and I scoping for the best price
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Hexagon
05:02
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We commute to the surface from under the grid
winter's bite is tempered by heat from furnaces
street furnishings illuminated from turns of the switch
end up in an urn or a ditch, the glitch burns when it hits
a fire-sale that leaves neighborhoods darkened
only the lost or a fool will be caught walking
unaware of the eyes that stalk them
the laser beams and the scent of flesh that marks them
Elevated tracks roar with each pass of grinding steel
hell on wheels, over looking cracks
which act like sinks attracting lost items
and harvests which the harshness brings
some pan for gold, on they knees searching
crate fires, dance shadows upon the street urchins
Some be hungry, fatigued from the streets that curse them
some be missing persons, some wounded from wars, no one to nurse them
finding refuge among the refuse but not security
another homeless dead, beaten mercilessly
we kill for sport, anothers pain we will ignore
if numbness is virtue what you have feelings for?
I feel the cold rain as it begins to pour
just caught in the middle of the storm
I feel the old pains make they way to my core
just caught in the middle of the storm
We get cut down, crushed by upper echelons
Packed into the hexagon
No matter why you pray, what you say, where you stay, how you stray
You still trapped in the hexagon
They lead legions, to carve out new regions
it’s the season of the scorpion
scorch the leaves and leave the carbon unsequestered
in all of time this is just an excerpt
augment the body with chrome and organic gadgets
got radio and telescopes encircling the planet
no body planned this, pollack on the canvas
no guides no directions that are written in the Sanskrit
I watch a culture stagnate, adults drinking’ lactate
eating’ crab cakes, suffer back pain gaining mad weight
The age of division is what we enter now
Nautilus stays underground with les miserables
the raw elements cause settlement, building’ up the pounds
black bloc response to release of the hounds
Patterns in the labyrinth drawn by past savages
point to solutions that will bring down the averages
There's no narrative to tie together,
millennia of tragedy, history a grim specter
It’s irony that the theory of the domino
culminates in Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo
Saddam Hussein is slain, another obstacle put out the way
this chain is unstoppable, underway
feel the climate change, these may be the final days
no resting place beneath the tidal waves
We get cut down, crushed by upper echelons
Packed into the hexagon
No matter why you pray, what you say, where you stay, how you stray
You still trapped in the hexagon
They drive black cabs with black hub caps
sporting the black plates, riding with black masks
got the anthrax gas within backpacks and duffels
keys and pills they smuggle to weaken the struggle
The doors they kick down, the shores they invade
the wars they construct to keep us in chains
And now they enslave us with gene splicing
control our food, control when the fruits ripen
alert levels heightened, a thousand rounds of metal to pierce the chitin
exterminate the herds like they did the mighty Bison
There is no romance to the way we be fighting
human striking human who don’t be like them
There is no romance in crime and extortion
honest people buried underneath the warren
in addition to the storm troopers, officials plot and collude
with yakuza, ms bruser, thugs, and terrorist
wherever the dream is American
the hexagon leads, there is no comparison
wherever the dream is American, there's fear and sin
all of us, the hexagon rearing in
We get cut down, crushed by upper echelons
Backed into the hexagon
No matter why you pray, what you say, where you stay, how you stray
You still trapped in the hexagon
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