YCK - The Effort is Futile

{Verse 1}
I’m the arrangement
Of your last thought
Disengaged 'liminate
What a poor man's got
Motherfuckers are peddling
Caught and paid in embezzlement
And no matter what I bet
I’m gonna be where the devil is
Give opinions
I’m insensitive
How they claim
That’s a fact
Representative
But you don’t really recognize
And see the truth does hurt
Bout to end it all and fade
To black in just one burst
Sprayed walls holding the calls
They get forwarded
I’m ill slinging thе pills
And I’m tormented
Would assume how I act
I’m on holiday
No I don’t pausе
I don’t work for a hall of fame
Plaster to peeling
Master concealing
What is here impending
This depressant is the sealant
I don’t got an option
Gotta go to extremes
Everyday I’m waking up
And it’s bad as it seems

{Chorus}
Who woulda fought my motives
One-trick kid opponents
I couldn’t stop or slow it more
The top is what I’m hoping for
Who woulda fought my motives
One-trick kid opponents
I couldn’t stop or slow it more
The top is what I’m hoping for
Been around some phonies
They make me feel lonely
I dissociated
Now I watch remotely
This void expanding’s
Nothing new but damn nobody told me
Life is futile
I don’t seek approval
Apparatuses and these tools inutile
Dissatisfied with what I do
I gave 'em my refusal

{Verse 2}
I’m the saboteur
I am a beacon
In the fog
And I got agendas to weaken
Cannot undo
That is publicized
When no info
Given to the public hides
You up on the camera
Looking rigid as a mannequin
Were born into the fortune
Now the fucking money vanishing
Putting on a face
When the figures are coming in
You can hunt as much you want
But the framing is from within
I’m from a harrowed place
That is notorious
For the corruption
'Cause change is laborious
Driven by greed
From the riches I’ve seen
Then repeat the old points
To “consider my peace”
You are not a servant
And they're getting too determined
Bout to put 'em in for murder
'Cause a cell ain’t no deterrent
To a chauvinistic sociopath with no ethics
Individualistic the culture of many tenets

{Chorus}
Who woulda fought my motives
One-trick kid opponents
I couldn’t stop or slow it more
The top is what I’m hoping for
Who woulda fought my motives
One-trick kid opponents
I couldn’t stop or slow it more
The top is what I’m hoping for

Been around some phonies
They make me feel lonely
I dissociated
Now I watch remotely
This void expanding’s
Nothing new but damn nobody told me
Life is futile
I don’t seek approval
Apparatuses and these tools inutile
Dissatisfied with what I do
I gave 'em my refusal