Tower Blocks from Wicked Elements by Adverse

Verse 1

The poor move tower blocks on their backs , make way for flats/
that made for fat cats, queue social collapse/
for cash, supercedes a legacy achieved, for greed/
you selling out for green, how much you need/ 4
indeed, my cynicism's a form of realism/
mentally set for great storms or collision/
I know your mindsets torn born out of derision/
but if your experiences in life so trife, makes your decision/ 8
I wish I could be ignorance flushed, wisdom was dust/ cause I'm thinking knowledge ain't no plus, cause who to trust/
when morality has left most heads, no leverage/
feel it's better being left for dead, degenerates/ 12
the sediment is cast, with deadened hearts embarked/ on tasks that half arsed, feel alone in the dark/
ramparts blown apart plus the farce never settles/
like dreaming that we're special, outlasting empty vessels/ 16
dark days that I wrestle, hold more form than yours/ being broken down to pieces while you doing your chores/
yet you still moan more/
see the hell we explore , only relevant to self/
selfless people endure/ 20
the core reality that be breaking us down/
a free society, but then why do we frown/
cause we're just being clowned, don't exist in their space/
we're all monopolised, it don't matter the race/ 24

Verse 2

The poor move tower blocks on their backs/
to make way for flats/
that's made for fat cats/
queue social collapse/
it's facts that true attrition is built into a system/ by politicians/
kissing of teeth is our religion/4
of indecision/
born of deep apathy/
glad that miscarriages ain't happening to me/
heavy vacancy/
the struggle getting trolled/
go to bed early, getting fed what you're told/ 8
wish I could be ignorance flushed, knowledge is bussed/ but I'm thinking that it already does, just look at us/ clothes and hair cut all cloned, sit on our phones/
zoning like there's no one at home, feel like a drone/ control/ 12 is a mythical farce, look in your hearts and past it's quite stark, we remain in the dark, it's masked/by shiney things that will never come true/
a full on attackening is happening to you/16
Dont misconstrue the field of view/
you still getting played/
end up barbecued next to grandfather's vase/
Lets fade away/
the Endlessness of light/
can't handle dark/
can't reach sweet delight/
20 lack appetite/
but the choices are yours/
so many angels, too many whores/
humanity's flawed/
locked in lucifers gaze/
purity is hell/
so is undefined rage/ 24

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• rap & hip-hop
• uk rap
• uk rapper
• London