Cyrus Malachi - Dark Matter lyrics

[Hook] From triple stage of the dark matter We read the page of the last days And revelate the Luciferian Age And break the attributes of the slave And form together like the gases of the sun Uniting forces as one [Verse 1: Melanin 9] When I'm dead Canaanites will acknowledge my chromosomes Like fossils in stones 'nother brother shot from the chrome Crops of unknown haze linger around the block from the smoke his younger lungs choke hustles with the hunger for growth My black bro stuck in a black hole shes fascinated by whoever wants to let the strap blow we counter that though I regulate the earths weight in gold like Enki I meditate to travel the mind to the waters of Euphrates I draw the sword of a war lord and pierce your chakras I read so many chapters of blacks shackled from Africa's Forgotten ma**acres now were shotting plotting inhabitants Dilapidated labyrinths for Africans Polish clips in this golden metropolis Democracy's honest trick We never gave a f** who they elect as one government I travel to Saharan continents and witness UFOs with aeronautical modes leaving the globe prominent [Hook:] From triple stage of the dark matter We read the page of the last days And revelate the Luciferian Age And break the attributes of the slave And form together like the gases of the sun Uniting forces as one [Verse 2: Cyrus Malachi] I'm from Crackney where the black kids live off latch keys And harbour dreams to stack Gs Only half graduate from the street academies Reduced to acts of savagery Immersed in the malady, searching for sanctuary Every verse i spit shrapnel grammatically Life's tragedies captured panoramically Focused through the point of my pen like the cherry on a L skin In my ends n***as feel the force of hell's winds Twelve sins no repentance Co-defendants running concurrent on the sentence Missed his daughters fifth birthday while we live the worst way Burners spray moving working yay Memoirs of a slave stolen from Tamaray In these dystopian days I refocus my gaze On the baby mother's tears splash off a seeds face Coke inside a briefcase, bodies going missing without a trace One week later police identify the deceased a mother's heart breaks And turns cold like stone columns, now she's sat solemn Dressed in black beside an oak coffin Pleading with the most high, why the chrome pop him n***as stay robbin cane shottin, exploits of the downtrodden Flowers blossom but the ghetto always turns em rotten [Verse 3: Masikah] I decipher your artistry, brought clarity to what was hard to see A part of me sharded by larceny I craft oddyssey deeper than scientology Laboratories performing experimental monopolies On project properties Advertising their sodomy philosophy The populous practice in Pagan mythology Abraders scraping our naked psychology Who thugs scrutinise western ideology Blocks clogged with peeps to hustle rocks to eat the mossalers heat A way out possibly is fossil deep Coppers creep watch me cop a heat Its authority a Glock 9 will spot mine with prophecy They ain't tryna keep the streets clean So i correlate minds like planets aligned to stop the beast instead of popping keys Breaking the pieces of beef for you to shot on streets Only cements the throne of hypocrisy Who claim to govern properly but prophet from popping of poppy trees It's commodity by the time it hits the block we chop it and breeze Escape mythology puffin on chemical green melodically Confined our minds demonically that's why I got to speak My pen explodes like Lockaby across these rotten streets This doctrines deep me accosted with j**els I drop on beats