The Grand Illusion (Circa 1973) - Pharoahe Monch, Citizen Cope

The Grand Illusion (Circa 1973) - Pharoahe Monch, Citizen Cope

Альбом
W.A.R. (We Are Renegades)
Год
2011
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
315950

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The Grand Illusion (Circa 1973)

Pharoahe Monch, Citizen Cope

It doesn’t take your eyes to see what the paint won’t take away

When they take that veil away

You’re just caught up in the mass confusion

Confused by the Grand Illusion

They’re never gonna let you see it

Cause if they did, we’d all be free, yeah

You’re just caught up in the mass confusion

Confused by the Grand Illusion

We were told that the Hell below was a fiery inferno

I rediscovered my soul between the lines inside my journal

Trapped within a +Penn State+ of mind, Joe Paterno

External gratification is not happiness eternal

Interject, intellect, intercept, Internet

A slave majority where five percent benefit

Photoshopped images, re-touched photography

Pornography, sodomy, child labor economy

Put away your hope, same political policies

Two-thousand and ten, only minus the space odyssey

There’s gotta be a better way, we pray to hit the lottery

We all need of the rapist…

For the robbery of our God, an official public apology

An angel plotted to have Organized Konfusion

You fell for the delusion, I’ll expose the movement

Illusion…

Professional analysts, rhetoric, rambling

Symbicort, Advair, Albuterol, ambient

I change the channel on commercials when I’m channeling

Everybody’s a star, lights, cameras

Seventeen-thousand times a day the human eye blinks

Making us even more subjectable to the hijinks

IPhone, iChat, who gives a fuck what I think?

One world currency, doesn’t matter where I bank

There is no pot of gold at the end of a mythical rainbow

We’re uneducated contestants, life is the game show

Your leader is the host, the results are painful

The judges weave a web in which we all get tangled

Their only contribution to the world is a delusion

Which has no physical power, I offer you a solution

Pharoahe Monch, the antonym for translucent

Lyrical revolution, I’ll expose the movement

Illusion…

You’re just caught up in the mass confusion

Confused by the Grand Illusion

You’re just caught up in the mass confusion

Confused by the Grand Illusion

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