Whose Dystopia? - Intellectual

[Verse 1:Che Noir]

Look, there's pain behind the tears I cry

A system we fell for years tried to scare my tribe

Threw us inside a system you perceive it as perfect

Come take a walk as I'll show, let you see it in person

Take a look to the left that's a man just trying to provide

Coming from work 12 hour shifts at night when he drives

Pulled by a cop for no other reason besides his skin

Reached for his license one shot he brought his lifе to an end

Look to the right a young girl with so much potential

Thе things she fights to avoid is all that shows outside her window

And they ain't' excuses they didn't know it was bad

Gotta work twice as hard just to only get half

And imagine being judged off your color of skin

Something that's out your control you got to struggle for wins

Murder, violence and drugs the only thing that seem real

With death is like robbery either play sleep or get killed

"People are starving. The rich gobble taxes that's why people are starving

People rebel, the rich oppress them. That's why people rebel

People hold life cheap. The rich make it too costly. That's why people hold it cheap

But those who don't live for the sake of living are worth more than the wealth seekers"

The cracker didn't have the TP in the back of the Acura

His voice cackled dystopia to a settler that's factual

A virus consumes its host with violence and leaves its transactional

History isn't materialist, different realities are actual

Don't you see hell in the Treaty of Tordesillas?

Don’t you see dystopia in Santa Maria?

Don’t you see apocalypse in the Mayflower's anchor?

Don’t you see sci-fi in the smile of a banker?

George Washington said he was making providence

But the Iroquois called him town destroyer and this country's been robbing since

At sand creek they saw apocalypse in the US flag

The treaties were trash they need to just give the land back

Thomas More's book Utopia was based on slavery

No gods, no masters, no western thought papacy

You must have copious amounts of myopia look up Cahokia

'Cuz what you call history could be someone else's dystopia