Tourniquet The Thought (Ft. Da'juan Dupri & War Mothershed)

[Verse: The Thought]
Armored Archipelago
Just a base of operation for the Indigo
Lost lessons of Professor “I don’t even know”
Left the barge in the shallows… Inigo!
Even if Teresa ain’t the preacher they been teaching us
Demons ain’t the reefer, either, evenly discussed
Lesions on the Peter of the priests for what they scheming up
Seed of evil in the twisted leaves of Papyrus
Donе enough, but thunderstruck, forgiven
Cuff on thе button-up flannel missing stitches
In the image of the tithes I paid before I saw the glitches
In the simulated visage we been poor enough to live in
Benjamins sacrificed on the oddest altar
Often offered to the Gods, here we offer to the water
Gaia’s authored testament, the lottery of drip
Cross a lecture from the Father off the list, with the holy script

[Hook: The Thought]
Yeah, you gonna bleed! (Tourniquet)
So what’s it gonna be? (‘Cause it’s permanent)
Gonna live on your knees? (Too conservative)
Or demand some free will?
In the land of the greed (and the murderous)
Gotta stand for the needs of the people
Shitcanned our creed (for the surrogate)
We can’t agree, still!