Dialetic - Conquerors Freestyle lyrics

It's the same story
Every morning I'm waking up
Cold sweats, red flashes, mentally chained up
I've heard the fable repeated
But it ain't enough
They say every saint has a past
And every sinner a future
But what worth is it? When they've
Programmed you like a computer
We've got no morals, so we feel no pain
Sold our souls in the lust
For jewels and fame
No crack cocaine in the back
Alleys where I live
But privileged youth hooked up on chronic

Battle Scars on my face
And a spirit as old as time
Lately been reckless
But now the motto is to survive
I ain't here to promote slander


Or heinous gun crime
I'm here to bring back Hip Hop
And telepathically open your mind
Let's take back the art form
From those corporate thieves
Lyrically crush their temples
And set fire to the beat
I'll repeat what I said 'till
I make it history
Got a tenacious flow so don't try to tame me
Got more weight on my shoulders
Than Atlas ever bore
Here to break down the barriers
And bury the conquerors