"No Concepts" [Produced By: CigStrumentaL] W/Lyrics

"No Concepts Lyrics" (DeBoski's Intro): As you lay in your grave // Better know what you speak is what you say // Talons coming through mayne // What you say is what you gone' rep mayne? // 6 feet as you lay // 9 gates of hell mayne // Better be ready (CigNaGa V-1): With dead emotions got me hoping the light open instead of of choking from the darkness I'm holding // my hatred scolding fetal position is forming to those that I'm harming my demons is swarming // talons big as fucking armies unpredictable persona // take your visual 3rd eye your peripheral // CigNaGa critical to those who worship all materials // modern day Dante's Inferno it has an end to you // it's justice so fuck it I'm killing in the name of peace // dopamine getting to you musically // neurotransmitters are you feeling me? // soulfully speaking to you so you know it's me The C-I-G wrecking the m.i.c until the death of me // definitely now that we mastered the masterpiece // telepathically ideas are scattering // and the fact is how can money make people important? // but without it they get doubted and you shout it repetitive words are always way to crowded so you miss gifts //like most people they can't handle this shit //that's it were all tools distractions to keep us fooled // making it impossible for prophecies to pull through and you get screwed // forgive us we're not aware of what we do // false understanding is neglection that's human nature // delusional creators // those fakers also spectators // how dare they come at us like they some saviors // I'll see you later //because backwards is where they take ya (Hook 2 x's): Destroy bars like we unlogical // make your mission impossible // music making unsolvable // reason needed we beat it // practice make perfect we teach it // absorbing music we leeches // creating our own thesis // breaking rappers into pieces (CigNaGa V-2): And since I'm cold and non-apologetic // these anesthetics made me realize how I don't regret it // around me gets hectic in this section working towards your direction I'm flexing but addressing our message to the masses bastards only know the havoc // these catalyst causing static I had it with these faggots I had it with these maggots learn some fucking vocabulary god-dammit // schizophrenic with panic causing damage on Atlantis with cannons I'm the legendary phantom now bring it back //exposing your position for attack // why drop tracks when the corporate uses people like towel racks // I'm meaning the publishing and distribution misusing abusing your content now rap is nonsense an abundance // a horrible epidemic full of gimmicks so now we're forced to go independent // that's how we live it // creative control // now that's the business I ain't finish with these critics who motives are hidden // I got your attention simple (Hook 4 x's): Destroy bars like we unlogical // make you mission impossible // music making unsolvable // reason needed we beat it // practice make perfect we teach it // absorbing music we leeches // creating our own thesis // breaking rappers into pieces