Obscure Disorder

Obscure Disorder - Lyrically Exposed Part Two The Revelation

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The Revelation
 Yeah  yeah
 Dave One hypnotic produciton (word up)
 A Trak on the cuts like a C seciton (that's right)
 Science on this mic
 Got my man Eclipse and Logik
 The Obscure massive  active  never passive

 I want to see more justice
 Denied the evil lurks amongst us
 Went to college  earn the more raise than two A's
 In alcoholic consumption (notions are)
 Bent over backwards like contortion
 You find niggas in portions, doing more bids than an auction
 Lost and corrupted, they was instructed to leave my way split
 Like mixed infants, to fix intent
 Or employment of defined science was nonsense
 Couldn't earn a raise like impotence (aaaaaaa)
 Erase all traces, hope and grab them rappers hearts
 Like a stethoscope, we'll let the cardiac arrest though
 The revelation's right before you
 Like them niggas that escaping from you
 It's family ties you want to undo
 Paraplegics on the run to
 Wanting to rock the spot like a Hindu
 One man who seeking monogamy
 Held on to his words like apostrophe
 But how it ought to be is never actualized
 Sick of rap guys with nine millies superior to their dick size

 CHORUS {Science} [Logik]
 {Between Fahrenheit or Celsius, no matter what your climate is
 I filter your subconscious
 Building my cipher from scratch with the sub zero temperatues
 Genetically inclined to survive at all times
 Because struggle means to hit you where the sun don't shine
 'Cause hard times come a dime a dozen
 Niggas front hard, inside streets but it really wasn't}
 [Where they represented, heard niggas are irrigated(?)]
 {Yeah son}
 [Gassed up, they left heavily sedated]
 {Word up}

 [Eclipse]
 Your physical frame will soon expire, my soul spits fire
 With barricades trying to contain this live wire
 Less religious but more effective than a chorus from church choir
 I reach for power when zenith hits, and twelve strikes the hour
 Now desire to meet the maker be coming
 More greater than mediocre, shallow thoughts
 Of making ends meet, with all the paper
 See sooner or later, realizing we struggling for lesser
 This life's a bitch and I'll undress her
 I'd rather pour it on hard labour
 To seek further advancement
 With seconds forever changing like local news arrangements
 Losing your faith, getting submerged under Watergate
 And waterfalls, not even Dr. Kimble can escape
 Now wait, and see with thought process
 Brings amalgamation of oral ecstasy
 My eyes are facing reality on many bases
 'Cause it's W-A-R, in other words it's Armageddon

 CHORUS

 [Logik]
 Come across a circle like a tangent line
 And roll through underground like transit lines
 And ???? minds, that you've got
 On the streets having to greater in their souls
 They heads, and gassed they suffocated
 Frauds perpetrate to themselves with no, knowledge of it
 They can't be out for ????, for lieu is way above it
 I'm not out here to preach, but for the love of hip-hop
 And it's strange when the coffins of my peers start to drop
 From the ashes, of the lost come the answer like a lyric
 But the knowledge doesn't hit my people as fast, as this epidemic
 Ethnocentric like my click, crucify the gimmicks
 We got no pretence when I reveal the sentence
 In part two of this exposure, just like disclosure
 The tragedy simply harasses, I push back my glasses
 To see the faker rappers talking like Aretha wanting respect
 But reflect, or look over your shoulder like in retrospect

 CHORUS

 ** A-Trak scratch session
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