LOJIQUE - Truth Decay lyrics

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You know how some cats want you to think they're holy but they're hellish

They relish every opportunity they have to embellish

The facts, say one thing in your face another behind your back

But I ain't goin out like that

I'm leavin no stone unturned as I burn down your village and maraud

In vain you invoked the name of God but your theory was flawed

I don't wanna hear it Jezebel spirit you tried enticin me

But the Christ in me rises up with wrath righteously

You tried to turn the Page and felt the rage

Warfare is waged as we engaged, feel the fury uncaged

You can't lobotomize me or sodomize me

Get me drunk off your hundred and eighty-proof ninety-percent truth

Ten percent lie you were sent by

Lord of the flies, but angel of light is the alias he went by

It's plain and simple I'm drivin the money changers from the temple

And all the sheisty moves that I've seen them pull

God is comin back wroth with the slack sloth

Imagine your crew geared up in ashes and sackcloth

You're straight from hell, you dispel your own truth

Changing up like Clark Kent in a phone booth

But where's my real ones that do not love their lives unto death

I got a blade to your gut and I'm gonna make you say "Shibboleth"

The surface is an immaculate manicured plot

While the truth lies forgot under the dirt to rot

[Othello, Page One, Braille, Ohmega Watts]

Decayed truth spoken, every tooth broken

From out of the mouth of madness

Destroying your blasphemous tactics shattering your tablets

This is an act of correcting

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[Braille]

Activate my mic with electric shockwaves

Wake you up from your sweet dreams

Many speaking filthy lies

Sounding intelligent but I'm not impressed or confused

My short fuse is lit who is this

Braille spittin truth to influence you to quit

Your day job stay off the microphone

If God ain't pleased with your words then leave it alone

[Othello]

Let me start off by stating while the world's fading yo I'm creating

Promptly grab the mic to execute my mission statement

Basic but basically capable of changing and rearranging the art

Of making music from the heart I spark

With Christ-inspired thoughts and pray never to be a has been

So intricate that in sifting it you come up with mad gems

The sin of men and women who pretend to have it all

Together lie in your face and together they will fall

Emcees with truth decay the worst display of halitosis

Wacktose intolerant I'm bothered by the most if

Not all the pseudo synthetic attempts to creativity this industry endorses

Ignorant lyricists spitting nonsense

Lost in space time relevance elements

Raped, battered and bruised, shoved to the bottom of the sea like sediment

Twenty thousand leagues beneath

Underground preserved from insulated heat designated beat

Downs with unique sounds on crews that represent weak so to speak

With leaps and bounds around the middle my pedestal

Splits in two unfortunate but true

While you lay claim to diamond-studded items during open mic abuse