Rucka Rucka Ali - Conscious Rapper lyrics

[Rucka Rucka Ali - Conscious Rapper lyrics]

When I started making joke
Records back in '06
I never thought I'd ever be
One of the last lyricists
Categorized with the guys of a
Genre I don't get
'Cause I rap in English and convey concepts
All these mumble rappers indicate our
Culture is a void
But the nihilism came from the
Era just before them
Conscious rappers real woke with
A played-out message
Just the stalest of the crumbs
Dropped down by their professors
You're a house boy doing what you're told
You ain't a rebel
Just a well behaved slave
Stockholm sentimental
Talking 'bout you miss you miss your
Childhood and place you grew up, i don't


I couldn't wait to grow up and
Get out of the cult
You say you're sick of the corruption
Giving your support
To whatever thief is promising to
Break you off a cut of the pie that he stole
From the innocent and virtuous
Virtuous productive men of genius fucked
And devoured by the cannibals
Hated for their good
Ripped apart and resented
We're rational animals at war with reality
Shutting off our faculties
Organized into mobs, individuality
Trade for the pressure group, I find it funny
All these real woke folks
Saying "Follow the Money"
You're a Marxist mark
All you see is transactions
Economic groups, intersectional factions
You chose this
Traded gold for government fiat
Fuck following the money
Bitch follow the ideas
Anti-capitalist sentiments is hatred
Of the selfish
Which is hatred of the independent thought
Which is it'self a rejection of reason
Which is hatred of existence
And these neurotic cowards run
The ivory tower young minds being poisoned
By lifeless professors
Persecuted Jewish bankers that have
Joined their oppressors
Demonizing financiers that keep us all alive
Hatred of finance and usury is
Hatred of the mind
Long-term plans, concepts of reality
We nail 'em to a cross so
We could regulate the industry
And have a lobby system
Marry government to business
You wonder why businessmen profit
Off of prisons
Without reason there's just feelings
And the group
So you crowd around a demagogue
To rally up the troops
And he tells you you're a victim and
You feel that it's the truth
And you wanna ask a question
But you're feeling too confused
To know what actually is
Missing from the picture
You strengthen your conviction that someone
At the top's oppressing you
But the ones who really robbed
You are college intellectuals
Who turned you to a vegetable
At war with the conceptual
It's all psychological extortion
Ever since Kant equated
Observation with distortion
Ever since Hume cut identity from objects
Now you can't project any cause and effect
You're following the same route
As the other clones
Marching forward through history
Forgotten and alone
Ignoring oceans of blood, mountains of bones
Altruism speaks, who are you to know?
So you do the one selfish thing
You still conceive to do
You cut a rap record 'bout what you believe
And you pretend it's for the cause
For the ones that need your help
But if they deserve your wealth why
Can't you live for yourself? Blank out
You feel guilty putting money in the bank
But your record sales are killing it
Suburban kids are feeling this
Popping their prescriptions
Swallowing your rhetoric
Big pharma got shit on
What you're selling kids
Blue pill placebo, stupid and cheap stuff
That works with the mindset they
Learned up in school
Discombobulated thoughts
Narratives and polemics
Over tunes that appeal to both
Emos and cool kids
You're a boot-licking Dark Age apologist
Get the hell off the stage
Boy read The Fountainhead
Let the art be your guide to a Renaissance
Integrate your own mind with the sciences
Or go ahead and talk shit
Leave your little comment
'Cause you making fun of Ayn's like
A cockroach laughing at a giant
And on the people rituate
Manipulated by the Comprachicos of the mind
That divided into camps
With superficial differences
Fighting for the life of a
Fetus only till it individuates
Or for the rights of a man till it clashes
With the will or the visions of a leader
The collective wants to situate
Your only barbiturate
Is watching a debate between snakes in a race
Who the fastest could capitulate
These are not smart people
You think they're privy to info but they
All need you to feed them
You you're the one filling
Up these empty vessels
Conservatives argue with liberals argue with
Socialists argue with communists
Never getting down to the
Principles under the politics
Never the fundamentals under the postulates
Paternal cousins posing as opposites
United they stand, together we fall
The bed has been made, we're all fascist now
You wanted a purpose, an escape from neurosis
Surrender your thoughts
You'll be told that you're chosen
United they stand, together we fall
The road has been paved
We're all fascist now
Under God, here comes the new Dark Age
Might as well be passed out
And dazed when it comes

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