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minor over major - the rafters music group lyrics

[slavoj zizek]
we focus all too much on what i call subjective violence
by this i dont mean subjective in the sense of not real, just experience, no
by subjective violence i mean violence which is not just anonymous like an objective social process, but where you have a clear subject/agent who…did it

[joe hurley]
my kush loud as my speakers and that shit is amazing
cause two rockit 8’s can’t even keep up with my blazing
macing competition cause what i’m doings acing
my tests with no intention, you could catch me lacing
my sneakers, got them nikes with the space theme
take my wifey tasting the wine and no more wasting
down the bottle racing, hastily replacing
drunken thoughts and memories that our minds encasing
i’m a want not fella, cept i think i want a elephant
so i could be a debutante, up in the upper echelon
hold on, i think i’m getting too bougie
cause i’ve been reading marx and think i’m caught up in a movie
all this fashion, blasting speakers, asking bout the newest features
maybe less a part of creatures, than what we’re told by preachers
of the capital agenda, big spenda, big spenda
bout as fake as splenda that’s mixed on your bender
to sweeten your drink while you stink, exotic perfume
caked on so many times you’re wasting a whole fortune
but do you really need it though, conceded that it smell nice
to be wrapped up in all of this i’d rather go to hell twice
you ever consider if they got money up in heaven
or is that not a part of the vision you’ve had since you were seven
thinking bout where grandma go, and not her dough or bank accounts
with no accountability to red or black dollar amounts
but on all accounts were all trounced, by those who hold the power
laws to hurt the cl-sses based on what’s a rock or powder
clam chowder bout the clams, but i’m just bout the jams
try and ignore the nanny cams of those with blood on hands
white house whiter than the clans, and all still entrenching
lower cl-ssist stigma, take the leaders keep on benching
put em on the sideline hope that they start pinching
from the wallets of the followers, who they’re focused on enriching

[slavoj zizek] this kind of violence, subjective violence is what we read in the media all the time, but what interests me is violence which is invisible/systemic. but we dont even notice it as violence, because what we notice as violence is a disturbance of the established order

mark twain i’m deeper than the pole you got to measure with
wonder where the pleasure is, the closet with the skeletons
selling bins of junk thrown out by heroes and their heroines
found some herbs in turn we checked em up, up on erowid
compared to doom but my doom be those comparisons
so i’m on my way to ck like mountain down to harrison
speakers know we blaring em, guess it’s time to check my decibel
shooting for dollar points the only time i’m bout the decimal
a decisive indictment of your monetary values
care about what’s written from the rhyming to the vowel use
grave digger with the trowel use, six deep or deeper
in the box in your garage where you buried your old beeper
a keeper or a hoarder, boarder line over loader
coder like c plus, plus i’m a gloater
poter or potter i’ll glaze it with some raku
just call me the rap dude, that one you thought you sold a sack to
maybe ripped off, been scoffing at your recently
dustin hoffman gambling rain man’in in the scene where he
counting cards and split the dough, driving out and hit the low
curb in the exit, but excuse me i’m dyslexic
did you need a new segment, new content, no comment
ball like i palm it and travel like comet
word vomit islamic sympathy, my energy
chemically dependent on that thc and cbd
see that he, all about the values not whats valuable
starting to be doubtable, whether our minds are malleable
trapped in one form where war porn considered cl-ssical
pressures crush the clavicle, my lyrics autobiographical
spoken from experience, so no talk about the pyramids
while others taken words they’ve heard and ask if it’s clear amid
the general disillusionment, shown em what contusion meant
take all your checks and cash em motherf-cker i don’t wanna cent

- the rafters music group lyrics

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