[Verse 1]
Through the paradox, semi automatically cocked
Cuz see the nightmares start when the alarm clocks stop
The tic toc, shattering the bricks and rocks
We lock stepping like skeletons ventilated in boxes
I drop lyrics with the spirit of Chiapas
They can't stop us, running like ants under helicopters
Noxious, surviving living like insects
Held hostage, robbed, and fed to the monsters
I’m mad hostile, if ever the time right now
Before they contract Blackwater to your town
A soundtrack of dead babies and flat taxes
A new axis evil sequel they manufactured
A caste system, economics and captives
You either work for pennies serving man or become the master
The cash after the aftermath is what they really after
So it’s the Capitol we after
[Chorus]
In the heart of darkness
Running with Marxists and anarchists
Bearing the scars of a death squad escape artist
Marksmen in a midnight dream
Whether we underground for life or bring the fight to the scene
This shit is combat, Kodak-rap, graphic and raw
Ripping lines of anthrax up in a bathroom stall
Bodies eviscerated, lives like suicides wasted
Pacing amid the fire so damn right we aggravated
[Verse 2]
We got no antibodies, anybody liable to die
Running on landmines, out our fucking minds by campfires
We crime-thinking, clitoris licking up on silk linen
Animalistic, I fuck synthetically gifted
Live it or act, black Oceaniac backgrounds
Soundtracks of the last American hometowns
With pounds of flesh, empty mouths, and a rosary
The whole ground frozen, no one left, and you lonely
The art of war in the final hour
Nouns and black powder, we kick it back with the mags howling
Black carrots, pissy milk, and blood cabbage
The farm dead but at least I got a healthy marriage
Paris, they set the fire like I burn blunts
The city streets where they scream cuz the flame hurts
The pain is pure, either maintain or die early
And only murder if deserving and the fur worthy
[Bridge]
Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
It’s a motherfuckin airliner wrapped in flames
And as the window pane breaks like a new widow’s heart
A wind lifts through a city’s limbs ripped apart
[Chorus]
In the heart of darkness
Running with Marxists and anarchists
Bearing the scars of a death squad escape artist
Marksmen in a midnight dream
Whether we underground for life or bring the fight to the scene
This shit is combat, Kodak-rap, graphic and raw
Ripping lines of anthrax up in a bathroom stall
Bodies eviscerated, lives like suicides wasted
Pacing amid the fire so damn right we aggravated
[Verse 3]
Contagious hatred, no skin, no faces
Skeleton style, society with no races
Paper, our fate erased by the corporate caper
We getting money, fuck the world, y’all can save it later
Rapping like cheap labor wolves loving sheep flavor
Religious cavemen, Eucharist, and fake saviors
They want to take it and break it like we ain’t ready for
Metaphors shaped by raps packed with C-4
A semi-formal criminal kid, brick forest
Playing with mortars, cross bows, and blow torches
Morticious songs that more viscous
For war we all committed, together we omnipotent
The litmus negative, mental static, and medicine
Televised musical pharmaceutical sedatives
The menace chemist American mainstream
With a fetish for the death sex, executive dream
[Chorus]
In the heart of darkness
Running with Marxists and anarchists
Bearing the scars of a death squad escape artist
Marksmen in a midnight dream
Whether we underground for life or bring the fight to the scene
This shit is combat, Kodak-rap, graphic and raw
Ripping lines of anthrax up in a bathroom stall
Bodies eviscerated, lives like suicides wasted
Pacing amid the fire so damn right we aggravated
[Verse 4]
Sin in my eyes, city skies, cinematic mazes
Living in fire where the blind walk in empty cages
Amazing grace, level headed but decapitated
Assimilated triple-x sex mutilated
Imminent threats, method body control
We enter death through the medicine like chemical souls
In the snow fox guiles and the grime fatigues
Secret service trying to hunt us with snipers up in the trees
Enemies with a wiretap, name on file
Cuz I got ash in my lungs son of liberty style
Where I reside owls echo in the depths of horror
Cuz the night never ends and there’s no tomorrow
So they Our Father, names dissolved in flames
Bodies laying in the street and even cops are saying
The games over, silent as piles of child bones
Under bulldozers rolling to build new homes
[Bridge]
Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
It’s a motherfuckin airliner wrapped in flames
And as the window pane breaks like a new widow’s heart
A wind lifts through a city’s limbs ripped apart
[Chorus]
In the heart of darkness
Running with Marxists and anarchists
Bearing the scars of a death squad escape artist
Marksmen in a midnight dream
Whether we underground for life or bring the fight to the scene
This shit is combat, Kodak-rap, graphic and raw
Ripping lines of anthrax up in a bathroom stall
Bodies eviscerated, lives like suicides wasted
Pacing amid the fire so damn right we aggravated
