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joe nat - traileristic thoughts lyrics

traileristic thoughts

verse 1

knock knock
is anybody there?
knock knock
is anybody home?

watch my sound change the surface of a tonoscope
and bring life i’m the microphones holy ghost
top of the dome north pole sending lightning bolts
i’m tuning in your frequency into a higher vol
tage’ would be the correct grammar in the pattern
but i left it out like a masonic secret for you to fathom
chiseling my craft and everybody gathering around the cypher like magnetic fields around saturn
i take an atom, cut it in half with a tung full of wrath
sharpening shattering every fragment
mental shotgun thoughts go off in all directions
covering your walls like media coverage controlling your whole perception, put your lens in, pay attention as we tap into the worlds third dimension
imaginary matrix nothing surrounding is sacred
matter over mind changing around fundamental basics
f-ck natural selection like this is natural development
technology imbedded in superficial intelligence
and there’s no work left once robots replace it
when its war i bet the prime minister hops on a space ship

(fasten your seat belts please its gonna be a very very looong ride)

verse 2
yo , nature speaks in numerogical flows
the golden ratios and astrological codes
hidden symbolism in popular shows, politics, clothes, religion
where unknown knowledge unfolds
so, dear teacher who taught you what you teaching?
and who taught that person his so called certain version?
school books i’m burning as i burn one
tryna shake the monkey off my back which i was said to emerge from
but now we dead men walking heading for a dead end
waiting in line as a slave to time, well then, might as-well let it set in, or wonder this globe on my own with no cellphone on alone
back to stones and sticks and making fire out of friction
escaping this environment, addiction
fictionary depiction, confused competition
with a programmed brain made for following description
a system where our happiness is based on our position
money we gotta touch it, paper we gotta rape it
i’m studying intuition for greater minds to come build with
you are now welcome to the show where realitys bewildered

- joe nat lyrics

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