DESCRIPTION:
Proletarii Visionaries - Venomous Thoughts
Artists: Capital & Karma
Mixed/Mastered: Uneik
Produced by: D-Mite Beats for Acid Entertainment Production

Lyrics:

[Capital]
Get ready for combat.
Now Im never gonna sign no contract.
Where the bomb at? Yo Jack! Step on my toes and boom brrap.
Cuz I got that. Matter fact,
Whoever wanna come at me, Imma do you up like an apache.
Get a hat piece, cuz you pansies are bout to get your dome splitted.
No kiddin, i aint fuckin happy.

Whatd you take me for?
Someone whod sit on the bottom until they forgot em?
Who never got paid to flow?
Cuz you all are so awesome?
and my musics soft cuz its
not about flossin. Tryna tell me
Its only dope, when you smokin dro.
and Too different for the radio.
And its so so when youre sober.
Cuz i aint duckin po pos in a range rover.
Sellin co co cuz i aint hova.
Would you pay more if I slanged soda?
Yah boxed in, tryna box me out.
Chris Dorner Imma burn you out.
Imma Outlaw by word of mouth.
Stayin true to what Im about.

So whatre you fakin for?
Local celebrity,
actin like you got ahead of me.
Cuz your cliche music is definitely where the cheddar be.
but you can never get rid of me.
Tryna knock me down, but i stay up.
Straight up, methamphetamine.
Yah get drugged out and lay dead to me.

[Chorus]
I got somethin on my mind..
Its all about the grind.
I got fire in my eyes.
I climb until I rise.

[Karma]
we stay steady climbin and rising till the sun isnt even shining/ impeccable timing with our rhyming till the phonys hiding/ no signing this a revolution for independent grinding why the fuck labels whinning when they champang shinin tryna finda resolution for the artist institution lack of culture in the music half these rappaz fuckin stupid ima prove it to you hooligans life is a hallucagin so quit doin what the crowd is doin persure your self again dont see me losing i knew i woulda grew to do somethin big are group the newest improving every movement that we in, in stead of stay clueless im lucid every dream im in produce beautiful musicals with my therapeutically pen, remember when nobody gave a fuck about the kid fake friends only call em when they wanna clouda piff eitha that or they wanna hustle make a dolla quick i ratha drive my self in this game instead a swallow dick.