Uncle Sam - Dissonance [Prod. by EvillDewer]

Lyrics: I woke in a dark room Hotter than the sun in Khartoum Thoughts gushing out a sharp wound Real life versus cartoons, high noon Attitude rougher than a bar room Monsoon send you to the wrong doom What you mean though? Different kind of lingo On the scene low, fucking up your jingle Can't tell me cause you weren't there Never seen a crosshair Work my nerves bare preparing for warfare Breathe in worse air, no one said life was fair Fuck your arm chair Approach me with the wrong stare, greet you with a muzzle flare Beware I gave you fair warning Fat dab when I wake up in the morning Looking like a rockstar touring Tryna keep my life boring I'm on edge & the meds don't work Bum knee, my brother OD'd off percs In the shadow where the needle lurks, a nation of people cursed I keep to myself, big Buck knife in my belt Happy to release you from hell I'll be ready when they ring my bell Got a sister down in New Rochelle, haven't spoken since the news came out... Assume she's well, probably sipping on a Zinfandel I'm drinking battery acid, one combat boot in the casket Molotov with the match lit, an inglorious bastard How the fuck did this happen? I remember when we jumped the tracks Ain't no way we're ever going back It's a struggle to adjust to that Deconstructed facts lead to lab rats... I'm a student of a different class Underworld aristocrat, Christian past Deadly as a diplomat, do the math Avoid the crash I couldn't tell what the NASDAQ's at I mapped my world, then I mastered that Now the system wanna lay me flat Different game, got a different tax These vultures get the last laugh @UncleSamMC @EvillDewer #LFOD Join the Journey at www.Patreon.com/UncleSamMC www.UncleSamMC.com