Frgt/10 (Alchemist Reanimation) [feat. Chali 2na]

From the top to the bottom
 Bottom to top I stop
 At the core I've forgotten
 In the middle of my thoughts
 Taken far from my safety
 The picture's there
 The memory won't escape me
 We're stuck in a place so dark
 You can hardly see
 The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
 And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
 I block out the sight and the powers that be
 And duck away into the darkness
 Times up
 I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut so tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
 And the eyes ease open
 And it's dark again
 From the top to the bottom
 Bottom to top I stop
 At the core I've forgotten
 In the middle of my thoughts
 Taken far from my safety
 The picture's there
 The memory won't escape me
 But why should I care?
 In the memory you'll find me
 Eyes burning up
 The darkness holding me tightly
 Until the sun rises up
 Listen to the sound
 Dizzy from the ups and downs
 I'm nauseated by the polluted rot that's all around
 Watching the wheels of cars that pass
 I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts
 A window grows, captures the eye
 And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by
 And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box
 Inside a building of rock with antennas on top, now
 Nothing can stop in this land of the pain
 The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game
 And while the insides change
 The box stays the same and the figure inside could bear anybody's name
 The memories I keep are from a time like then
 I put on my paper so I could come back to them
 Someday I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend
 That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again
 Yo, from the top to the bottom
 Bottom to top I stop
 At the core I've forgotten
 In the middle of my thoughts
 Taken far from my safety
 The picture's there
 The memory won't escape me
 I'm here at this podium talking
 The ceremonial offerings dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring
 What's happening?
 City governments are eternally napping
 Trapped in greedy covenants
 Causing urban collapse
 And bullets that scar souls with dark holes
 Get more than your car stole, some parts be blacker than charcoal, for real
 This society's deprivation depends not on our differences but the separation within
 No preparation is made
 Limited aid, minimum wage
 Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid
 Tragedy within a parade
 The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague
 I'm the forgotten
 In the memory you'll find me
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 Eyes burning up
 The darkness holding me tightly
 Until the sun rises up