The Human Animal

Part of The USA Project: Hip Hop As A Weapon Of Mass Communication

©REEVOLUTION. Released September 11, 2008

Lyrics

Verse 1: The Human Animal

The home of the free, land of the dead
Where they phone tap your skull and x-ray your head
We at the end of the world left sucking the roach
So we get blunted off of ozone, ducking the scope
Suckas are bone salad, 40 pallets of cash
We using 30 tons of paper just to wipe our ass
Aladdin mathematics like barreled crack unleashing mass havoc
Falling asleep acclimated to the heat like cactus
Nobody laughing, the racquet is far from funny cuz now
The only way to stay warm is burn your money
Buggin cuz everybody got plans to take from me but see
A hungry man is willing to get they hands bloody
And I want Disney to rebuild my home
So I can live inside the magic of a plastic clone
No holdin on, nobody home, none of the phones are on
And nobody got an idea of where to find the bomb

Bridge: The Human Animal

So now we moving through the sewage
That wind through the pipeline
Where the motherland first miscarriaged her child
Crippled in silence, the metal fence electrified
Miles of barb wire harvesting the virus of violence

Chorus: The Human Animal

In the wasteland, abandoned with fire within our fists
Guerillas with hand cannons in surrounding mist
We in the wild where the habitat is act or kill
So we get paid to fill the graveyards on Capitol Hill

Verse 2: The Human Animal

Inhale the air and smell the panic and fear
The military in the street and death is almost here
Feelings are homicidal, daily survival got me suicidal
Divine wisdom with vision that crystal clear as diamond
But y’all forgotten how rotten the morning breeze
Iron tear gas, coughing off of airborne disease
Trying to form reason to find peace with thieves
But all I see are mausoleums from the freedom of greed
And all these people pledging allegiance to the billboard ad
And all these rows of bodies looking like railroad tracks
Laying in maggots with rabbits that look like rats
Cuz ain’t none of em got hair from always eating the trash
Where all the acid from the factories is barreled and sent
Then emptied out into the bay where all the waste is kept
So all the residents next door that live in the fumes
Eventually die of cancer and amass brain tumors

Bridge: The Human Animal

Chorus: The Human Animal

Verse 3: The Human Animal

In the black rain blasting through the track like shrapnel
With a thousand raps patterned to be shattering asphalt
Their ass soft crack em with the raw then lay off
So when they ask for it have they ass nailed to the cross
Shit we paranormal swarming streets like arachnids
Ready for action, outfitted wit infidel fashion
Captains, thematic maps and guerilla tactics
Psychopathic copycats and kidnappers
Rap cadavers that be past their prime
I castrate em with the mic and dissect their minds
With rhizomatic command style rhyme and syntax
We craft addicts in backwoods like wolf packs
Who abstracted, popular status of a savage
That crack matches huffing on gas rapping like hijackers
Radioactive on behalf on the mass
Cuz half of you rappers suck and I ain’t being sarcastic