This Is Not A Song (This Part 2)

Chorus one:

Why don’t you just grab up a chick and dance to this
Take another sip and dance to this
Light that shit and dance to this
Take another hit and dance to this

I’m breakin down a party into particles
The primary binary codes the boom and the tick
A simple equation we consuming you with
See we secretly on some more luminous shit
But you thought it was just to boom in your whip
Look
This is not a song
But its got plenty of names
Like a subliminal flick every twentieth frame
Buy more concessions
In essence slippin different images into your brain
Makin a man a Manchurian candidate
This is
Skin hit by white phosphorus
Tax cuts for the upper crust prosperous
Stop loss soldiers life signed and sealed
Kids walkin to school through mine fields
The flip side of life that surrounds us
Bombs over Bagdad seen from the ground up
Another repeat of Vietnam
How I relaxed and learned to love the bomb
So grind up close romance to that
Lose the fresh suit no chance with that

Chorus two:
Get on a bullet proof and dance to that
Draft another youth and dance to that
March lock step and dance to that
Cock your weapon dance to that


This is that chain full of ice when you in the club rhymin
Blindin them kids with some blood diamonds
Those twenty plus rims with spinners
All up in the limo sippin a night cap
Keep the AC cold keep the Hennessy comin
Keep the engine runnin
Man fuck an ice cap
Money got us so bent that it bent space time
Don’t fight for the future fight for face time
Press doing news about the red carpet
While the oceans turn to tar pits
This is
The home of the brave but somthin about the circuitry off
Got our seafood laced with the mercury sauce
This wrote with a pen with a vengeful dose
Of terminal cancer from second hand smoke
My life read to a rhythm
This is oil imperialism
This is
Power based on blood lines
This is not a song but it sounds sublime
This is my house
But the bubble burst and I got it sub prime

Chorus three:
Think that’s fat then dance to that
Put on a gas mask and dance to that
Stomp in the sludge and dance to that
Give it up for Mudd he made you dance to that

This is a cult where giant talkin heads brain wash the nation
This is media consolidation
Where your entertainment gets fused with news
This is what you wanted don’t act confused
Read the paper now and feel safer now
Its all being supervised
Just get another supersize them fries is crisp
Avert your eyes blindness is bliss
This is a ricochet
This is the consequence
This is the monkey wrench in the moving parts
When illusions all start to fall apart
The impetus for the crunk and the mosh pit
Bones that you can’t keep locked in the closet
This is
Freedom but only if you got the funds
Justice if you got the guns
It’s the advisory label on my CD
Caution may contain IEDs
Children losin limbs
Innocent citizens kidnapped and sent to prison
Collateral damage
The use of rendition
Your bullshit euphemisms
Troops gotta buy their own gear to fight with
This aint a drum its your dome hit with a night stick
It’s a train wreck in slo mo
Gotta give it up for the one called Provost
This is the promise of peace when we’re sellin more gats than Destro
It’s the american manifesto
Got the whole world in my hands
But I gotta let go I gotta pump this petrol

Chorus four:

So grab another beer and dance to that
Release your fear and dance to that
Follow the herd and dance to that
Don’t listen to the words just dance to that