[Hook: Reconcile]
Man, I walk through the fog
Came through the door
Said something pure never said before
Struggled for a close relationship with God
Only for one cause, homie
I am not them
[Verse 1: Reconcile]
Welcome to real words you can feel
Welcome to unconfined thoughts that spill
To saturate a nation of clones hating a bill
On identity known remedy wreck and reveal
A G I am, indeed I rant and rave
On any given opportunity I get to display
The Sovereign God-given abilities to relay my thoughts
And experiences to fakes taking up space
It's a real life movement, the blueprint
For shaking and moving a whole generation through music
Views defined through expression of [?]
Progression to spark you and invest in your art
Listen this is Oklahoma's finest
Take a moment to rewind it
[?] tell 'em no man ever define us
Line us up and catch the vision
Authenticity the trend
With the wack, I'll never blend
Recognize I'm not them
[Hook: Reconcile]
Man, I walk through the fog
Came through the door
Said something pure never said before
Struggled for a close relationship with God
Only for one cause, homie
I am not them
[Verse 2: Othello]
Welcome to the first, welcome to the last
Future, past, present are at the center of my grasp
Alpha and Omega fade across transition crash
Counter-culture clash, fuse together
Down for doing damage
[?] riddles that'll whittle rhythms out of scratch
[?] carve a lyric on your epitaph
Master of the ceremonies, student of the righteous path
[?] deep-rooted out of a grounded stance
Beneath the surface [?] certainly
Nourished in the dirt nutrients working through my circuitry
Turn the key (unlock), burn the beat (sunspot)
Emergency (cause some thought) I was when I (was not)
Them, Babylon bwoi run up on fire
[Patois???]
As I intend to find the finish line and fight to the end
It's decided, it's day and night between I and them
[Verse 3: Propaganda]
Welcome to war, the war of your minds
Welcome to where why justice ain't blind
Don't hate if it's true, we all could use a little
I only get to tripping when the information's twisted
Fool, I ain't delusional, I speak in definition
This song is propaganda but the kind you need, listen!
No agenda hidden though I always wondered
They see it in one side but gladly take the other
They both on a mission for all our submission
Spoon feed us right from White House to Fahrenheit
911 missed a few facts and sells millions
And they call me a menace 'cause I think for myself
When I'm finishing this ministry, stand up like you minutemen
Go teach your children, quit pumpin' 'em with ritalin
It's that simple, just don't let them win
It feels like trading brains with insane
Welcome to Earth, welcome to thirst
Welcome to trouble, welcome to struggle
Well, come and sit, I'll paint you a short story
Of unknown heroes 'cause they ain't seek glory
Where hands get callused and hearts grow cold
And you ain't gotta be old just to hold them life lessons
All-night sessions of learning to listen
'Cause brash emotional decisions ain't living
It still sends chills how people evolve
It's amazing what it takes just to find your resolve
Time do tell it though fate plays stealthy
Embrace the cards that life dealt me
Help me hold my conviction, hold to the vision
You get praise owed to the great Physician
It's my decision, I love my kin
Put faith in Elohim 'cause I am not them
[Hook: Othello]
Man, I walk through the fog
Came through the door
Said something pure never said before
Struggled for a close relationship with God
Only for one cause, homie
I am not them
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