Sup folks. This one's all about the classified impending doom that looms over all of us. WAKE UP YO!
Props to Shaggyhaired for his beat "Ancient" check him out.
http://www.newgrounds. com/audio/listen/348325

The radar dishes have been built the planes have been deployed
The children's wishes added guilt but our names were still destroyed
A vision of condition the elites are on a mission
Just to keep on pushin down the risin to strip them of their voice so
sit and listen let it set in you're in for the ride
the enemy remains hidden I doubt you'll ever find
yo find the right guy and give him a piece of your mind
so at least I can reach 'em with a conscious state of rhyme
I flaunt this haunt this do everything to taunt this
wanted in the gauntlet to everything to stop this
The end of the world isn't a popular topic
Especially when you tell 'em that the rich had gone and bought it
they went out and saught it collectin' up the rotten
messin' up the clock man and no one ever faught it
we're all like trained rats playin this game aimed at
distortin' the facts, and discard your brain so fast

This is the time to stand against all evil
This is the time to stand up for the people
Standing in the rain, we're so damn afraid
Of what could be the real you so what's left to say
The Devil's try'na steal you, the devil's try'na steal me
Unsettled by the real you these letters do the healing
So tell me if you feel me, this is the real me
This is the real you, more than just a read through
The Devil's try'na steal me the Devil's try'na steal you
Someone please tell me what are we supposed to do

I skip past all of these half hazard assholes
Leave 'em all battered, collect the cheque and then I pass go
Your body is a temple but I'm built like a castle,
I'm a friend of the rats, I put up with the hassle
Try'na catch those last breaths I'm livin' so fast yo,
The strike of a match, a can of gas, watch it explode
I like where I'm at, imagine that for a sec yo
I'm just another rat try'na make this next my home
Sly folks and high ropes spyin' on the telephones
While I choke on my smokes, the government is sellin those
High hopes and lies wont make me feel right, nope
safe within the hydro, the artificial skies bro
The superficial night illuminated by the light so
that we can drive the cars that instigated this fight
But what can a rat do, I take a little bite full
It doesn't take a genious to see that something isn't right, no