Ghais Guevara Jouissance, The Wealthy Lyrics

[Intro: [?]]
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We're not friends

[Verse]
Not quite a thirst for blood
Just a fetish for crumblin' empires
Catch 'em with the men that rips the tongues from liars
Young and excited, beloved his rifle, gave her a title
The natives knew that he was trouble on arrival
As he kissed the cross on his chest and gave his final breath
Knowin' this full on frontal assault is certain death
There stands a man at the barracks who won't ever miss chest
Seein' his soldiers get chopped down, can't hеlp but feel blessed
As worse comеs to worst
He love the smell of napalm in the morning
For centuries, this country's been sittin' on reserves
Of the finest jewels, women and herbs, and it's what he deserves
The Dior dye cochineal
Magnify his crown, you see Congolese fingerprints
He on some drippy shit
A line of betas tryna get like him, swear he's got plenty
A bunch of bitch niggas with penis envy
Who adorn with aggression
Dries with the Drac'
The locals call 'em Antwerp 6 Gods
Got a nice ring to it

[Bridge]
Corpses ablaze illuminate the after party
Splitting image of his face, don't behave at the party
She show ass and she flaunt it And a young kinda [?] rolls with the haunted
A deconstruction of the jewel he once held flawless
Even if ol' Earth empathizes with the lawless, huh, he jaded
Not quite a hatred for women, a fetish for domination
Can catch 'em with stock in Big Pharma tryna sell the matrix
Or with NYPD tryna find out where the raves is
If you didn't know no better you'd catch chills from his cadence
But we gon' still sport his logo
Dopamine craved, enslaved, fightin' FOMO

[Outro]
This was my foundation
That concrete jungle was my soil
It sets the tone for the decisions I make today as a being of freer will
Foreigners take their father's Fortune 500 money and attend the universities that steamroll and displace the locals
Said transplants get antsy and seek out their ressentiment within our creative scenes
They feign an understanding of the nature of things here, but, we don't blame them for their confusion
After all, how can we understand those who claim to have discovered an Indian Oedipus or an African Oedipus?
They are the first to admit that they re-encounter none of the mechanisms or attitudes that constitute their own Oedipus