Released on February 17, 2016

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[Verse: Tabs, Coal Cash]

What the hell are we building, where did we go wrong?

When did we start telling our children to stop singing their own song?

We were under the weather and then it changed into a cold storm

So we need to come together like the pages in an old porn

So long to the dawn of men ascending with great plans

Kids branded with hate to relay race through a teenage wasteland

Facing the grand gambit short handed when we fed the poor

The law wants you dead while we sped towards never ending war

Forevermore knocking on heaven's door and that's hectic

It's my last effort, so you know I can't half step it

They ignore the truth according to the track records

So God's flock is lost like John Locke without his Jack Shephard

Collapse the method trapped in the wreckage of propaganda

Understand they break you down, can make a sound throughout the dampener

The answer makes you sound as if commanders had your thoughts on scrub

Get clubbed, a bystander taking a gander of what the onslaught does

Let's get buzzed so go ahead pop bottles

Til your toddler says she wants to be the next top model

Then they regurgitate all the lies that got swallow

They poise with a scheme, the poisonous seeds like Monsanto

Destroying the bees and leaves will follow

With no apologies if you're shot, seems like most forgot Diallo

Deployed in a siege to bleed bravado

And God knows there's holes on the blocks, 'cause cops will leave your knots hollow

Wallow in the deepest regret that I've ever known

'Cause we left them with empty minds, an assembly line of endless clones

But you will never be left alone, we run in front of the flock

So our stumbling blocks may be your stepping stones

Death expressions shown in the reflection of our weapons, drones

Your prone with no protection, bullets projecting through your flesh and bones

With known suppression to the questions you're allowed to ask

So bask in the arresting of protesting when the crowd gets gassed

Re-route the path, they ain't ready for what they're walking in

They bought the corporate bull and now their morals are made of porcelain

Gotta stop now, their dreams are the offering

We turning our back to the future like Doc Brown in the DeLorean

So bring the jury in, it's time to tell 'em the story

How we slaughtered for the glory, directing our fury at the Orient

Another war we in, we surely been sick of this

System of rich backing, acting like its actions are victimless

Backed by wickedness, sinfulness is our heritage

Rest assured we taught 'em to expect more than they merited

I will never give up 'cause it's imperative

To educate and leave the world a better place than we inherited

Fucking Americans, teaching our kids that terror wins

Till endocrine system's are reconditioned by heroin

Now we got feral kin, tryna swindle what they could

You're in peril for your goods 'cause they robbing hoods like Errol Flynn

In bed with sin they revel in the devil's skin

Trynna flourish til it insurance leaves 'em broker than Meril Lynch

It's unsettling, of course we're falling

They master Call of Duty but don't have a sense of duty or a calling

Fallen walls we're clawing while enduring the collapse

And perhaps we're all in mourning to the conforming of our past

Over the ashes forming, daunting dreams turned to soot

Took it for what it'd seemed, but never seemed to take what it took

Nowadays they're raised in the ways of a crook

'Cause materialistic gains put the bait on the hook

And you should be ashamed by how shameful it looks

Judging the content of their brains by the grades in a book

Cooking some crooked plots for that next shot or pill

And for a thrill they couldn't stop when they rot from the Krokodil

Better still they feel it's props so watch their flesh turn to rancid meat

Like by being eaten by crows exposing bones on their hands and feet

It's the master's master piece to have us all blistering

I flash heat on these pigs and leave the pork sizzling

They'd kill us all if they could I hope you're listening

They murdering these kids in the hood like George Zimmerman

Got you Twittering thoughts with your corpse withering with dividends

Lost playing the boss paying a cost to floss with vivid trends

You tend to talk the talk but moon walk from troubled ground

Crown yourself with regalia ignoring failures when they crumble down

They in the jungle looking for justice but nothing's found

Ain't talking high school gym when I say we giving the kids the runaround

They clutching tools and it's just profound

'Cause they run up in school and spray 100 rounds into the lunchroom crowd

And something's bound to give, we live to build a better tomorrow

While we cargo borrowed time and feel confined by the sorrow

And scars hold to remind the design of self-inflicted wounds

Assume the position, contrition dancing to a different tune

We got innocent kids flicking their bics to spoons

Losing consciousness, finding a conduit to the quickest tomb

Tying off a tourniquet they learning it in the womb

Water the seeds of indifference and witness the sickness bloom

Explicit doom the youths been groomed by computers

For future perversions, brainwashed by first person shooters

Maneuvering serpents closing curtains on a final act

Collapsing was vital from lifting idols 'til your will spinal crack

The mind is trapped by their iPads with their iPhones waiting

So the legacy of Steve Jobs is isolation

The toll that it's taken cannot be cured with bed rest

When their only socialization is a X-Box headset

Dead crops spread less when the meds mess up your mind state

Created by design, inclined to climb with the crime rate

Blind hate for the godly, Illuminati got us building hell

And the sad fact, my friends, is in the end, we'll probably kill ourselves