Neon Paradox

Yuh yuh! Flipmode in the building, huh! Listen close — this the system they concealin’, huh! Politicians politickin’, poisonin’ the parliament, Packin’ paper promises, polluted with the arrogance, Power-hungry predators, profit off the innocence, Paragraphs I’m penning, penetrate with resonance. City full of shadows where the ballots turn to daggers, Dirty hands shakin’, smilin’ faces full of swagger, People starvin’, system laughin’, pocket gettin’ fatter, But I split the b**t in fractions, watch the truth shatter. Cruel politics — venom in the rhetoric, Every syllable’s a b**b, blowin’ past the deficit, Can’t k**l the voice, can’t silence the testament, Hip hop’s the weapon, I deliver like a regiment. Yo, I’m volcanic with the verbal, Burnin’ bureaucrats in circles, Turnin’ lies into infernos, While the masses feel eternal. Manipulatin’ nations with the face of a savior, But I lace the cadence tight like a blade with no flavor, Spit it rapid, automatic, mathematical cadence, Flip the rhythm acrobatic, every bar contagious. Cruel politics — venom in the rhetoric, Every syllable’s a b**b, blowin’ past the deficit, Can’t k**l the voice, can’t silence the testament, Hip hop’s the weapon, I deliver like a regiment. Yeah! You hear the sound of rebellion risin’, Every rhyme a r**t, every verse is surprisin’, No disguise in the lies they apply, But the rhythm and the people gonna testify!