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deca - the gist lyrics

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[intro + sample]
“now listen carefully; let me speak plainly to you…”

[verse 1]
yep, that’s all that they believe in
above ground, every day’s a holiday or weekend
lotta shapeshifting in this fallen age of reason
call up snake plissken to escape on major deegan
the time is right now, the child was nice back then
the pen’s lightyears ahead, the brow is cro+magnon
the near future’s military tech and vast sea change
computers can play chess, but not the glass bead gamе
meditate on that a sec whilе they stack the deck
h+llhounds at your heels, vampires at your neck
busy sharpening stakes while bats in the attic rest
the lasting effects of nationwide acid tests
in fallen rome where the fallen roam
i drop breadcrumbs and left a trail like hale+bopp to follow home
a class all my own, snap like a collar bone
syntax and mass impact could crack solid stone
exaggerated claim, aggravated slang
pull it back and aim at a vulture’s overactive brain
your average masquerader’s out for accolades and fame
and that’s the nature of this over+saturated game
listen!
[hook]
yeah, that’s all that they believe in
lotta shapeshifting in this fallen age of reason
call up snake plissken to escape on major deegan
all the weight’s lifted when the papermate is inking
“what about the revolution?!”
what about it?
they paid lip service, but no attention when it counted
and played the quiet game when their bank account was threatened
and started throwing rocks and empty bottles at their brethren

[verse 2]
one said the bard had vision to part the ocean
another that he doubts my commitment to spark emotion
but (sun’s ra?) join the orchestra when the flood comes
the two+sided story’s an illusion, there’s just one
one holistic whole, high above the pyramid, imposed
that’s made of foresight and bricks of gold
my ship arrived, i shook hands and climbed aboard it
tried my luck, took the pay cut, signed divorce slips
cake off the music, don’t make music for cake
and shake opportunists that take food off your plate
that’s the basic gist, tell ’em save the old bait+and+switch
that made ’em rich, stacks to burn like a salem witch
trial and tribulation hit, (aye, the waiter kicked?)
take your pick, different scene or setting, same basic script
a rogue state stripping life of its sacredness
and two opposing sides, going at it like beta fish
blood and strife, talk is dirt cheap, up the price
everybody’s bobby sands ’til the hunger strikes
some looked the other way, the gun was still smoking
some like to point fingers more than fixing what was broken
[hook]
yeah, that’s all that they believe in
lotta shapeshifting in this fallen age of reason
above ground, every day’s a holiday or weekend
all the weight’s lifted when the papermate is inking
“what about the revolution?!”
it’s still coming
and not the astral turf version + let’s build something
that’s far+reaching, beyond the battlefields’ fallen
and shadow’s doubt cast on the world, i’m still all+in

“let me give it to you straight!”
“i am going to start a revolution!!”
“ooooooh, brotha”



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