New Fro Magnum Man Song – Puppet Show

I was sitting around yesterday waiting to get my car when I was suddenly struck with a bout of inspiration. I started writing immediately and the words began to flow easily. As soon as I picked up my car, I rushed home and started working on the beat. I sampled Clavicula Nox from Therion off of the album “Crowning of Atlantis” and began chopping, squeezing, stretching, and slicing until I had the makings of a beat that really hit me. I worked on it late into the night last night, and woke up this morning and wrote the 2nd and 3rd verses. I recorded it about 20 minutes ago and have decided to upload the rough mix here.
Take a listen, and please leave some comments if you dig it.
Fro Magnum Man - Puppet Show

Here are the Lyrics:

I be that…
perverted person blurtin verbal diversions
proverbial lyrical surgeon hurling sermons at vermin
my purpos’ll surface in verses interspersed with perfect verbiage
perforating the curtain that blurs imperial subversion

My excursion converges on the worst of every version
beware and prepare for my victorious emergence
I’m packing batches of fast acting antacids
to counteract indigested lies fed to me by fascist bastards

I’m rioting with eyes pried wide I’m steady firing
I’m going out while I’m swinging forget about retiring
Prepare for loose tooth if you give me loose truth
I’m way too old for fairy tales and too angry for truce

Collectively select the best options effectively
with methods I’ve perfected objectively mix my recipe
With ropes and chains, I still hope for change
but my brain maintains a steady course of disdain

CHORUS–
Gather round boys and girls, the shows about to start
the marionette sways in a mesmerizing way
the puppeteer is hidden in the shadows of the dark
with his rifle aimed directly at the audiences heart
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I’m sick of being pacified,
I pepper every paragraph with paralyzing patterns splashed inside a classified
document, no need for me to state the obvious
I find it difficult to find common ground with the opulent

Your epiphanies are pissing me off,
spit my mission in verbal renditions using instrumentals as sauce
enhancing flavor for the masses, getting down to brass taxes
surpass my expectations never half ass my passions

we stay fat, well fed content don’t give two shits
distracted by your facebook, it’s impossible to do shit
and changing our fate, most can’t even relate
as we wait patiently for patients to exacerbate

The candles burning at both ends, and most are two helpless to stop it
the wax is sold for profit, lining politicians pockets
I’m scheming to unleash a team of heathens on this regime
besiege a reason for breathing heaving axes at demons

Chorus–

the reach of wall street continues to be toxic
teamed up with military industrial complex
It’s nonsense, but it’s pretty standard process
ever since most of the populous was left unconscious

I keep on trucking though, eloquently ducking blows
while the masses stay distracted by this fucking puppet show
bout to set this shit on fire like the Hindenburg dude
with my sights steady locked onto the Blindenberg group

Am I paranoid, or are these bastards really running shit
secret covenants, deeply nested in the shadow government
Was JFK the last president to truly make his own decisions
til the oligarchs took him out with a shot of precision

Globalist agenda, planetary domination
speak out against central banking, face assassination
Heading down to river Styx, so Charon can take your order
pay a quarter to the porter and embrace the new world order