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senses of the census - phreshologists lyrics

[verse 1: ciphurphace]

the symmetry is off * mentally we lost
h*ll is here on earth * in the heavens be the gods
organize a peaceful assembly * get shot
chest burnin’ like drinkin’ hennessy in shots
no peace of mind when the enemies are cops
what part of the game is that? * man it’s sending me a shock
let’s just see * let’s get free and be the boss
close the pages of your facebook * we need to talk
squeezin’ on your cross * the industry is soft
so we think about big l and memories of pac
scumbag politicians * guns clap * fallen victims
love’s wack * god is missin’ * trump hats * bomb the system
stop and listen * opposition attackin’ all the lobbyists
they pander to be popular * gassin’ up the populace
i’m anti*congress and pro*progress
keep the flow conscious and the beats so monstrous
[hook]

see that? that’s corruption in america
no trust and they don’t care for ya * no love and they just bury ya
hear that? that’s the sounds of the police sirens
hands are up * they keep firin’ * afterwards they keep smilin’
smell that? that’s a fresh print of legal tender
fuelin’ wars * nukes and more * power to the people * never
taste that? that’s the poison in the water
they keep it flowin’ * keep it goin’ * rejoice when we’re slaughtered
feel that? that’s the pain in our hearts
when our children don’t see love * just hate from the start

you see that * hear that * smell that * taste that * feel that
that’s the senses of the census

[verse 2: ciphurphace]

these streets are real * you got single mothers wit’ dreams
fathers who are drug dealers and your brother’s a fiend
others’ll scheme * by any means necessary to uncover the green
some of us think reality is a feed cluttered wit’ memes
there’s a hole in america’s soul and we caused it
we used to have heart in the game but we lost it
we go from being selfless to selfish * expose our miserable self
our self*worth is countless selfies of our digital self
toxicity publicity * oceans dying * filthy seas
we need more ownership * more bad cops wit’ guilty pleas
some are hopeless wit’ prescriptions * tryin’ to cope wit’ the addictions
some are hopin’ and they’re wishin’ * there’s no notice of eviction
some are focused on religion and find their faith in a chapel
some claim they’re ready to fight but you never see their face in a battle
it’s the age of the jackal * global pandemic * social collapse
the n0ble can’t mend it * our souls are just trapped
[hook]

you see that * hear that * smell that * taste that * feel that
that’s the senses of the census

- phreshologists lyrics

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