Ritual Of Supremacy

don't want see no more don't want to hear no more don't want to go deaf don't want to be blind just trying to protect self and mind from energy theft protect ears and eyes shutting out negative vibes too much is enough I refuse consume all the reported blues and rumors for views too mature to be fed from a spoon yet to be fed through a straw only the sick need medicine and the antidote ain't helping the situation to get better the streets are getting wet up and it ain't even raining it's hide tide to be fed up but not worth a boat load of complaints to who ain't no body listening to you too busy listening to them focused on the mayhem all the things the one behind the camera want's us to see like a public lynching that ole habitual death grip never gets old we are the gun we have a trigger for some it's the word n*gger not hard to figure it out if you know what I'm talking about shedding light on what hides in the dark those who remember and those who chose to forget those no longer here to pass it on like a psalm it's hitting home don't forget to leave a light on and turn on the alarm evil roams like a thief in the night don't be a snorer come into the realm of the knower sleeps only a safety blanket won't pour it if I can't drink from the cup scratch your head don't over think it it's enough to get one's dander up literally and figuratively speaking time to get your frequency up yes we are the gun yes we are the bullet yes we have a trigger "but no" we can't let them pull it