Not Fertha Masses by Tony Moon Lyrics
They say the brass on my african masks keep the ghosts away
But at night i hear what the ghostses say, they
Tell me to flow this way
Revolt and save your folks from pain
Sandwich niggas trying to be heroes catch an open face
So i'm underground like its opus dei - i hope for days we don't have to give the homeless change
Elusive as the memories i've smoked away
The smell of dead first borns and locust plagues
Pagan stars and the cycle of solar rays swim in my dome for days
Organize it all and spit it in the poems i play
I hope the heart and the mind can both relate
Mentally, spoons get bent when i'm stoned like ben grimm
High - it's like i'm flying on the wing - i'm a gremlin
Trying to sabotage the system from within
Its more than black and white when i strike to avenge kin
[Chorus]
This is not for the masses
And its not for the passive
The fact is, we're different fabrics
In the same tapestry
This is not for the masses
This is for those with a passion
Into takin some action
This ain't what it has to be
Burn the system down
I'm sick of sittin down
If it comes to spittin rounds
I'm gon' do it - thats the only way i know to start a movement
I should stop smokin, i'm too lucid
The government's proof's got holes like that d12 crew kid
Their smoke and mirror illusions? i see through it
Though they keep tappin my rappin i keep movin
With speech proven to be deadly
In deep medleys - i'm the rumbling in the beast's belly
Tryin to purge like an olsen twin sister's urge
Like the opposite of the urge you get from herb
In other words, like another language
One shouldn't have to die without first knowing love and anguish
So i bring both to you in lyrics i sculpted and painted
Shared with the sheeple uncut and and untainted
[Chorus]
This is not for the masses
And its not for the passive
The fact is, we're different fabrics
In the same tapestry
This is not for the masses
This is for those with a passion
Into takin some action
This ain't what it has to be
I write a verse, descend from the air and say it
In aramaic - properly prepare the pagans
For the rap space invasion, sacred sayings
Preserved in caves in cases
Tone tucked away his pain and anguish
In ancient language
Step on stage and he'll blaze you with his laser larynx
Blazing haze 'til his brain's the clearest
Destined for fame, my flare's the rarest
While rap cats chase tiaras
Son i'm here to change the game like che guevera
I swear i'm so quick to test a crew
Bobby fisher in a world of checkers duke
You've never had no compilations, yes its true
But tony moon is still getting the best of you
The last standing
Until the cia claps me in the back while i was lampin like fred hampton
But at night i hear what the ghostses say, they
Tell me to flow this way
Revolt and save your folks from pain
Sandwich niggas trying to be heroes catch an open face
So i'm underground like its opus dei - i hope for days we don't have to give the homeless change
Elusive as the memories i've smoked away
The smell of dead first borns and locust plagues
Pagan stars and the cycle of solar rays swim in my dome for days
Organize it all and spit it in the poems i play
I hope the heart and the mind can both relate
Mentally, spoons get bent when i'm stoned like ben grimm
High - it's like i'm flying on the wing - i'm a gremlin
Trying to sabotage the system from within
Its more than black and white when i strike to avenge kin
[Chorus]
This is not for the masses
And its not for the passive
The fact is, we're different fabrics
In the same tapestry
This is not for the masses
This is for those with a passion
Into takin some action
This ain't what it has to be
Burn the system down
I'm sick of sittin down
If it comes to spittin rounds
I'm gon' do it - thats the only way i know to start a movement
I should stop smokin, i'm too lucid
The government's proof's got holes like that d12 crew kid
Their smoke and mirror illusions? i see through it
Though they keep tappin my rappin i keep movin
With speech proven to be deadly
In deep medleys - i'm the rumbling in the beast's belly
Tryin to purge like an olsen twin sister's urge
Like the opposite of the urge you get from herb
In other words, like another language
One shouldn't have to die without first knowing love and anguish
So i bring both to you in lyrics i sculpted and painted
Shared with the sheeple uncut and and untainted
[Chorus]
This is not for the masses
And its not for the passive
The fact is, we're different fabrics
In the same tapestry
This is not for the masses
This is for those with a passion
Into takin some action
This ain't what it has to be
I write a verse, descend from the air and say it
In aramaic - properly prepare the pagans
For the rap space invasion, sacred sayings
Preserved in caves in cases
Tone tucked away his pain and anguish
In ancient language
Step on stage and he'll blaze you with his laser larynx
Blazing haze 'til his brain's the clearest
Destined for fame, my flare's the rarest
While rap cats chase tiaras
Son i'm here to change the game like che guevera
I swear i'm so quick to test a crew
Bobby fisher in a world of checkers duke
You've never had no compilations, yes its true
But tony moon is still getting the best of you
The last standing
Until the cia claps me in the back while i was lampin like fred hampton