Purple Complex's Aftermath by Punch'd Drunk published on 2011-02-25T02:00:53Z topic battle vs. 2xs, 2:30 max, 2nd civil war. ( RagnarBeatz on the Instrumental -> http://youtu.be/g9V3OQgH3fM ) lyrics: They say there is no victory in war... That history teaches what we've ignored Religion police at the front door But what for? Crosses, mantles of Jesus?!?!? A year ago we wouldn’t believe this But now in "right" we breathe this A grocery store tore down to ashes rich get richer and poor simulate the practice These assholes took away my 401k and stashed it Deepened pockets causing pain like hugging a cactus I'm mugging my mattress for the sleep that their peace doesn’t offer the country defeats itself one doctor, lawyer at a time cuz they closed the border, foreigners were no longer permitted vomit at the thought of cleaning the shit they committed brown eyes gone from the blue like convicts acquitted I'll admit it, for a second I thought it'd be okay but shit hit fast forward towards slow pain chorus the gain wasn't ever meant for us the "middle class" they promised the future then took the stencils back as Wallstreet walks on our broken backs we crack smiles fruitless in our harvest we fought the war in which they profit they complain about 4 car garages while we stuff ourselves in apartments it's hard to follow the righteousness when this brigade is led by the heartless verse 2- beds lined with grenade pins the cement cries as my blood thins the skin dries from sun lands truth like usin rocks to play violin forced health care begins to take its toll immigrants out the picture with self control its a me, more than we country and we're all bus tickets in a mixing bowl maybe a mistake was made but how do you reverse the impact of a grenade fox news fucked all of us up in the brain hanging out our project windows like shits insane welfare's impossible to get like coming back from vertical vein cut we fucked them "left" tree hugging fucks over but we were never able to slit it out of ourselves liberals slain to the political game as republicans lock our cells chorus- the gain wasn't ever meant for us the "middle class" they promised the future then took the stencils back as Wallstreet walks on our broken backs we crack smiles fruitless in our harvest we fought the war in which they profit they complain about 4 car garages while we stuff ourselves in apartments it's hard to follow the righteousness when this brigade is led by the heartless Outro- Yo, this is Cornelius Rupert the 3rd February 28th 2015 in retrospect we made a fucking wrong choice. if we knew then what we knew now, shit would be different. heign sights a bitch. just needed to get some shit off my chest, I'm out. Genre hip hop Comment by Matstoen Great beatmaker, great rapper! :-) 2011-08-02T15:57:31Z