It Is What It Is...

Weapons of war come from a womans womb
Death on the target marked the needles pierce invade and greet the babies new
To hinder growth innate and cause confusion
Fusing degenerating germs into the system taint the baby bloom
Blossom and plume into some sour fruit
Devour power brutes and crazy youth
Looking to over throw and move
The fearful patents who await their doom
Just watch and spoon their precious boon
In artificial light with mood in gloom
Call me a loon for plans to change in truth
All problems reflected identify its starts with you
Gods given the cue
When alls revealed in full
Time wasted calculating days by null quarter half full and bloodish moon
Time flying by destruction right in view
Its gone take more than a single poke to wake you up takes more than 2
Get out the night we getting to use to
Prowling dark skies innocent eyes scheming applying
traps and then pollute
Affects of Boo! No more surprises you
Nullified affects of highs we numb to emotions through
Successfully created living tombs in dirt we do due devils brew

Am at war everyday
Soon as I wake up lies invade my space
Propaganda use fi indoctrinate
All kinda advert them fling in mi face
Even see people all a copy and paste
From family and friends to work associates
Environment of constant bombardment
Mi mek time to tek time from being despondent

Am at war everyday
Soon as I wake up lies invade my space
Propaganda use fi indoctrinate
All kinda advert them fling in mi face
Even see people all a copy and paste
From family and friends to work associates
Environment of constant bombardment
Mi mek time to tek time from being despondent



Credits
Writer(s): Aysen Castang
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