Mammon’s Mantra Deca

[Intro: Voice sample]
Every time he opens his mouth, he says 'Oink.'
And I cannot accept any lie that is so phonetically out of harmony with my eardrums, you understand?
The pigs of the power structure, are oinking to the people
So, get your boot off my neck or I’m gonna try to snatch your leg off

[Verse 1: Deca & voice samples]
Lost in the bliss of a lofty wish
A pot to piss, pockets thick
Pop hits for the populace
Pop Cris' to wash the pills down your esophagus
It's not free!
On the eve of the apocalypse
We got megaton bombs, rocket ships
Stop and frisk, and deep-state operatives
I've been waiting for the plot to twist
I'm an optimist, locked in the grips
Of an unseen hand with an axe to grind
A vagabond, far from home
Following the path toward Avalon
When the market thrives and the sharks arrive
To tear apart your hide with sharpened knives
You can see a world with a darker side
Where they harbor lies and the high oligarch resides
We know that
We're led towards our demise
Narcotised by Phantom Menace
Got a house and a car to drive
A new phone and a smart television with the camera in it
In a pandemic land of branded image
Show me where the answer is hidden
A cancer is living in the minds of men
We got wolves in the den, and ants in the kitchen