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World According​.​.​.​2

by Cryptic One

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1.
The World According 2 2 As in the sequel From the safety of the shore I watched the carrier crash I keep a ship in a bottle. Plus carry a flask I see the camera flash...will that stamina last? But that's a thing of the past Like carrying cash I went from paragon to some carrion fast Weary of the fear I managed to craft out of my ass Shit I'm just faking it til I'm making it passed I can't escape it so I break it in half Now at both ends burns the candle Me and wack belong together Like socks and sandals  Creating daily and continuing to fascinate Shit.... I keep meaning to procrastinate I'll get to that next week For now regurgitating words to your baby birds beaks I find it easy to speak at speak easys And seek to have my speech leave you uneasy and weak It's a long way up But a longer way down But gravity? Easier to come by than wings It ain't always been rough Found comfort in the sound Emitting from the cage as the caged bird sings As the caged bird sings As the caged bird sings As the caged bird sings Sound emitting from the cage as that caged bird sings
2.
See that old man, with old plans, and old wisdom Old habit to stay active in activism He smoked pot in the pot that he pissed in With his middle finger to the sky screaming fuck the system And one could argue maybe he's flawed by design And one could argue yall ignored all the signs And one could argue after the fall comes the climb I could argue all that arguing a complete waste of time They think its written in some codes in some psalms Even the most ignorant of snakes knows he's charmed And that's how you remain sober and calm Shit... my panics on display and its growing in swarms Y'all worried about staying well strapped? Taking 2 steps forward to take 12 steps back I mourn at the mass grave of all these dead facts And I wait and pray for the day they all get back a wise man once said that things go in cycles perhaps thats why its so frightful If life will return just a little too far back When America was greeeat and it was a crime to be black a wise man once said that things go in cycles perhaps thats why I'm so spiteful Repeating past mistakes so much my stress ball broke Ground hog day meets that west world host In many ways so many things have really changed In many ways so many things have stayed the same The solution to your thirst aint to pray for the rain The aim is to locate that river of change Bottoms up SelfSays Salutations Get off my lawn Increasing my wisdom Hair follicles gone damn Cant keep up with the slang talking turn ups And how shit is hella lit I would sound hella lame If I tried to sound the same A bunch of hands for the Instagrams displaying stupidity For a moment of fleeting attention Humanity's missing Or at least its going through some sort of change of definition A part of history I hope that never sees the repetition Nowadays folks lack the cognition I guess it's probably always been And this is just the latest trend Im sure they said the same thing about us like These young bucks think they really know whassup And whats funny is we were once those young bucks But those young bucks have got to grow up We've got to grow up Bottoms up
3.
He had his mind aligned with his future But assigned his time to minutiae Ignoring the cries of the rooster Wake up and smell that Starbucks trooper Under achiever and over snoozer Far from a loser But he's hard on himself Such any easy bruiser He got scars and some welts Just another callous turned to armor and it helps That great poker face cant replace the cards that he was dealt They dealt him from the bottom of the deck Its common The only thing he's promised is his death Its solemn But thats a black mans calling in this mess Dont ever ask a brother why he's stressed Unless you've been equally oppressed By that same system thats suposed to serve & protect That star on your chest, doesnt come with the respect When you learn that that's earned ill be impressed He has his mind aligned with his future By 9 knew he'd be a state trooper He answered the cries of that rooster Spent time with a 9 natural shooter Over achiever, never snoozer In school he was a loser Dreams of that big big badge and big cruiser If not now… then sooner Walked the streets but ready for Fallujah Traded in minutiae for new barrel roll maneuvers The ace up his sleeve for duress Its common Look what he's achieved… not impressed? A lawman Thats this white mans calling in this mess Dont ever ask that white man why he's blessed Unless you can equally invest in that same system thats left an economic mess That star on my chest… deserves all your respect So best learn that i earned it… or get wrecked
4.
Swipe Left 02:11
So over developed But under prepared It took too long for us to see theres nothing here you wax poetic about the love we shared Well let me tell you hon, our situation is nothing rare And I aint bummed, and I aint learned from my mistakes I'll keep bashing my head into the same wall until it breaks I cringe upon impact… But in fact I'm talking about the wall yall. my hard head? Remains intact I'm laughing with you and at you at the same time Keep playing victim while committing the same crimed Pay too much mind to what them doubters say Well easy come...easy get the fuck out of the way Split quick, the same way that you entered And welcome to the center, of this choose your own adventure Shit... well how it ends? Yo that's anyones guess And I guess we can stay friends… But I'm off to the next I swipe left Love, the next disposable commodity Lets shatter them hopes like broken pottery Better shot at the lottery Your probably not that statistical anomaly Love's a needle in a haystack in hurricane season She wants payback for some dumb insane reason Never been rejected for a day in her life So now she feels neglected as her days turn to nightd Hollow, weak, stop! It must end Swipe left, unfollow, delete, block, unfriend Well how it ends… shit that's anyones guess No way we can be friends… So I'm off to the next I swipe left
5.
Daily on the train you see so much different stuff The steamy smell on that homeless dude shit's drifting up Millennial hipsters sipping liquor from sippy cups Hetero males pole dancing for just sixteen bucks Armed preteens half my height yelling stick em up Two dudes discussing the crux of last nights nip & tuck A woman smack the wrong guy she thought pinched her butta A man lost to his hallucination in fisticuffs Welcome to the everyday of the MTA I wonder what madness we see again today Such a small price to pay For the show of a lifetime… lets play x2 A beautiful bouquet in a pool of puke two women in miniskirts and heels playing hula hoops tourists reading maps looking too confused a scary looking biker dude helping them choose their route a group of commuters clones in their blue suits A woman with a bag over her head protecting her newest do A dude sneaking a pic of some cuties boobs And her punching him hard screaming "i know what youre doing dude" Welcome to the everyday of the MTA I wonder what madness we see again today Such a small price to pay For the show of a lifetime… lets play x2 drunk dudes punk crews afros flat tops newspapers ipads dance shows mad cops stank eye stink face cold stare pink lace churro girl platform pizza crust rat swarm watch those closing doors cover your open sores train delay alter course bull horn orators turn styles metro cards some times movie stars skip those super charged Uber cars right? boring in comparison to subway nights embrace the savageness and love this life theres no comparison to subway life embrace the savageness and love this right? And love this right? And love this right? I love this right I love this right And hate it
6.
Rise Up! 02:23
the situation it's quite ominous Im not implying its the dawn of the apocalypse the highest office in the land devoid of competence uninformed people discussing politics with confidence commoners worshipping all the opulence yet americas confidence is high the hollowness combined with this orange kids lies the same people that feared that Obama fist, why? because his skin was darker than yours because he didnt start enough wars? the elephant in the room is that that elephant is black dear whitehouse, can we bring inteligence back? signed sincerely your sanity we're led by lust and that vanity we dont need to agree on anything but the facts but when it comes to facts they have that convenient memory lapse its the syndrome of the ostrich but their heads in their ass we cant let this shit past havent we learned the past I guess not we gotta stay stern and steadfast the bed rock of democracy quite possible rocked to its core in the resistance i see the passion and no this is not an over reaction they plan to over reach into those ovaries action and the press is so impressed by the distractions we gotta rise up resist be heard raise ya fist x6

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released March 31, 2017

All tracks written, produced, arranged, mixed, mastered, conceived, released, touched, by Cryptic One @ The Crows Nest, BK for Perpetual Madness Sounds

Additional vocals by SelfSays on Bottoms Up

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