WILDOUT:
"The revolution will not be televised"
but it will be omnipotent
fed through lines bled through lives
and veins ragged through potent poisons
leave us trapped
its the third damn time i
wrote this out,
leave you locked up hungry as hell,
or dead, left as a scrap,
for all those striving, keep rising,
street merchants do there jobs,
no need to call the police
pigs,
there jus personal protection hogs,
can you blame them,
colour seeking bullets are outlined in there job,
the government left in shock when
the people feel robbed,
i feel out of place, this
isnt my usual creative space,
im in a new day, after
my vision of our destiny,
with two days left, two more
mcs make three we,
two brothers,
two towers brought down in destruction,
emotionally drained with nothing left,
but my brother that was just
the introduction

BLAK_YUKON:
imma graduate
on my grind for work
the more time spent on my grind
accrued interest rates escalates
creative was the major
now its whatever for the paper chase is on
strong back wont crack
fall vic to vagabond
never burn bridges
my peoples in it so on
the strength of that connects made
my big toe in the door,
got it made
position mailroom attentant
with goals of that view of the hudson intended
so these days
upon the E train
last stop
elevator up to the 40th floor

g'morning
sortin'more than just files
imma destined child early morning
still yawning yo
dont them planes sound close
near over head soaring?'

PG:
That’s cause they flying low
Off course of course drawing a bead
On our livelihood making a big show
Headlines should read
Holy goddam vengeance
We watched that shit burn and fall
Nasty fucker’s with vehemence
Had their turn to fuck it all
Like a game of snooker
They won’t get another
To treat liberty like a hooker
Shame their human brother
Our destiny seems fucked to me
As we see
violence begetting violence
Bombs dropping until the whole world silenced
Why awake a giant by crushing
Peeps who crouch among it ankles?
This ain’t Goliath and it ain’t Friendly
Ain’t jolly or green check the angles
More like iron or even titanium
And chalked full of uranium
Capable of busting any cranium
Across the globe from thirty thousand feet or higher
Turn the earth into hell’s fire
The sea to a raging abyss
Carpet bombing don’t miss
And there just ain’t no real love
On either side of conflict
Holy war crusading or having a jim dandy jihad
How much suffering will this inflict?
On both sides watch how minds be had
Check the Prophetic Guerilla stance
The revolution of omnipotence
Will be the end of ignorance
And it's our only chance

WILD:
Did you hear that?
somethings wrong,
its penetrating the air
my family at home
aint goin know i was here
until..
its too late
the flames at the door
and i cant see
because the smoke has made my eyes sore
i guess this is war
i guess this is our existance
then it hits me..this is it
this is my last call,
i wonder if my family will see me on the news if i jump out the window
its my only chance, someones on the intercom telling us to calm down
emergency units are on the way but all of this is drowned out
its all behind me now, freefalling after i jump out