7. [reIz] this city

i am the arch in the aquaduct

i am the slave that dug this city
i am the slave that runs this city
i am the slave that built this city
i will be the slave that kills this city

boxed in a nation traced by some outli[n]ers
pilgrims with the pass touchdown 49ers
quote freedom stem christ- with the assist one timer
poor souls alley oop it to the ones up higher
this whole worlds just an incomplete thought
we sit lost in translation still twitter one liners
its like im fed up with fed ex the delivery is tired
cant tell friends from foes and the lines getting finer
the systems getting stale and the economy expired
who remembers red when the giver gets fired
who even gives a fuck anymore its a shame
gave up on everything like we got bored of a game
politics is fashion, presidents are in this year
promised transparency but it still isnt clear
would we even know if were about to go under
they paint a fake picture like the roadrunner
records are erased and conveniently missing
cant ever separate the fact from the fiction
just now releasing tapes of richard nixon
with the power that they wield - so much more is still concealed
trapped in our lies we invent our own prison
justice is served on lunch trays in soup kitchens
only god can judge but its beyond his jurisdiction
those with empty vision envy his position
this whole words just the barrel of a gun_
beliefs slip of the tongue some run with it
_dont believe every book ever written
let alone trust the version of the truth on television
detrimental to listen to whatever edition
being stuck in submission has become a religion
teleprompters tellin me to go off the cuff
dont reach for the sun its too hot to touch