passenger from chaos infinite by aeon grey

We all don't get a long/ Kum... buy a lot of rations and a gun/ stash it from your friends and neighbors/

when disaster comes the savage side doesn't recognize faces/ you have to defend your staples/

pills filled with cyanide there's no saviors to bend the matrix/ it's crazy what we sell to ascend stations/ destroy communal wealth as the basis of our quest to score salary/

art starts to reflect our mortality/ sick lunatics then form our normality/ distortion scores galaxies and our course towards doubting dreams/

I'd rather build than let thor's mallet swing/ but I can't be bound by your boundaries/

you want to know how it sounds to me?/ flesh in a meat grinder over the muffled sound of screams/ there's no god and man is fucking evil that's how I account for things/

Push buttons, push yourself, push agendas, fuck it just push something/

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• instrumental
• Des Moines