Forget-Me-Not (Student of History mix)

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Remember that time

History was our teacher?—yeah me neither

With the past as our guide

We might do more than survive

Remember that time

Yesterday showed us the way—hard to say...

But with love as our compass

We have life in abundance

(Well now)

We livin' in some new times

Requirin' some new rhymes

Societal doctrine a modern-day concoction

Designed by Herr Frankenstein

Dogmatic PC BS

Frakking deep into your shattered minds

I cannot be the only one

Still readin' between the fine lines

Testifyin' to my brothers and sisters

To heed the warning signs

Mystifyin', I jus' don't dig the

Straight Gomorrah paradigm

Nighttime is the right time

Rock my fedora like Oppenheim'

Droppin' dimes on Zappa's primetime slime

Think we finally crossed the Thin Red Line

I see you aidin' and abettin'

Got that military industrial complexion

Really think you gon' catch me?—

I'm here then I be jettin'

Stage don't even need settin'

Y'all seem to find my thoughts threatenin'

By day you sweatin'

By night you straight up wettin' the bedding

Trend settin', trend setter

Can't you guys do any better

But we already seen this vibe throughout history

...You get me?

Media propaganda machine

Hit yo' ass with fear and loathing

Radical Islam be beheadin'—glorify the bloodlettin'

Watch the old testament still unfolding

Decadent elephant-in-the-room is redolent with pestilence

Gov't negligence is prevalent with prerequisite malevolence

Federal embezzlement, the very poster-child for arrested development

Indefinite suspension of personal liberty, your concern is irrelevant

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Fool me once, yo fool me twice

Fool as often as you like

If even one of us felt shame

Maybe we wouldn't be so warlike

Get my dopest shows on satellite

Stayin' focused like Magic Mike

Sometimes I even forget

We still livin' inside the Fourth Reich

Well Lass' sie nach Berlin kommen

Yo I'm already there—sike!

Ich bin ein Berliner

Small wonder they wanted JFK's head up on a spike

Look I told you punks already that it's time to reassess

Ain't nothing worth fighting for like freedom of the press

Ain't nothing worth dying for airin' on CBS

Ain't no mirth, you know I'm crying for the truth that they suppress

Comin' atcha now faster than the pony express

You know I always been a sucka for a damsel in distress

And just in case I meet a damsel yea I be dressed to impress

But I digress—you know them damsels dig me nevertheless

So y'all thinkin' you understand my anapaestic game o' chess

But simply findin' all my rhymes might put y'all under some duress

Yes, y'all gotta guess 'cause I forwarded my lyrical mailin' address

So acquiesce to my success, an' take the time you need to convalesce

—"All the best!"

Remember that the road upon which others tread is worthy of respect

Dog, you really think you're the only one here with a process?

No rest for the best of the rest of us, of that I can attest

My life's still in beta 'cause there ain't no one else willin' to test it

I stand alone in the crow's nest, it's hopeless

Fear is my enemy so let 'em come get me for resisting they psychological arrest

Nothing I say seems to have the desired effect

Gon' hedge up my bets while we try to reconnect

No counterfeit riddim be

Hidin' out in my toolkit

My style be tightly knit, precisely fit

Never bothered filin' for no permit

Never paid no fees

Or got down on my knees

Just paid dues like a mufucka

Guaranteed to bleed hypocrites wid ease

Ain't every day, somebody

Sees what I see

Every minute you get it don't quit it, jus' permit me to spit it—

Bitch, please.

I crystallize emotions in words—you know I capsulize 'em

Better pop a deuce, y'all look a bit galvanized to me, son

Musical intercession of the Devine, you shouldn't act so surprised, son

Y'all be seein' the face of Jesus in yo' toast then straight up soliloquizin'

Remember, history teaches us to beware o' political enterprise

Cut down a hundred million innocents then go win the Nobel prize

But let's say y'all got cures for disease, war, hatred—proof o' their lies

Land yo' azz in Guantanamo so fast, there be spots 'fore yo' eyes

Truth is, to be successful, boy you better realize

World owned by men with criminal intent who can't help but despise you

Men who devised a disguise so slick, can't help but desensitize you

Pump you with pills and bread and circuses all made to tranquilize you

They polarize the proletariat to engineer its demise

Divide and conquer while they advertize and scheme to centralize

Glamorizin' lawlessness on TV, then have the cops straight brutalize

“Do what thou wilt,”—a fine way to eulogize us

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“If you like your doctor, you can keep your doctor,”—motherfucker you kidding me right?

You know ain't none of us can afford your compulsory corporate appetite

You know the land of our fathers supposed to be our birthright

Snakebite, Inc.—poison in our veins, but here come SWAT teams wid laser sights

They say the greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he don't exist

Only way that trick's worked so far is they persist and we forget to resist

Forget to ask why, forget to raise up our fists

See no one taught us we could, now it's the same old lies wid a twist

The twist, once again, is this shit's all comin' to a head

The head of a fuckin' big-ass snake wid eyes glowing red!

So stop dead in your homestead, instead consider what you've read

As a student of history, decry all the wanton bloodshed

We no different, why I'm even tellin' you so, you already know

Y'all can see the truth that hides behind the geopolitical slideshow

An' if you can't y'all better readjust your intellectual aspect ratio

'Cause life is short an' history's taught us where we all gonna go

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*all credit for the beats goes to HHSolid (http://www.rappers.in/H-H-Solid)