Executive Order 1-1-0-0-2 //nThe reason you know me but I don’t know you //nYou really want to know what drama is let me show you //nKeep it in mind this is just one point of view //nDrama is living in a Third World country //nFucked up and hungry without no money //nDrama is trying to adjust to the circumstance //nMissing more than one leg and more than one hand //nDrama is being chased off your land //nBy a funny looking man in a suit that works for the bank //nDrama is what’s happening to the ecosystem //nAnd the animals it feeds, the damage to trees //nThe rain forests that get destroyed annually //nDamn is it just me who cares about the air that we breathe? //nDrama is the nuclear threat that we live with //nOne bomb and everybody’s dead, that’s some sick shit //nDrama is HIV statistics //nThe infected person that you might have sex with //nLife goes on //nBut drama is living with the afterthought that maybe you could’ve prevented it //nDrama is eminent it comes in other forms //nThe sick pedophiles who support child porn //nNever mind the offenders //nThink about what the victims go through, what the fuck they’ve got to live with //nDrama is the prison population //nSome belong there but also some belong on probation //nDrama is not being able to change one thing //n‘Cause the system you live in says you ain’t shit //nDrama is corporate scandal //nDrama is a handful of C-O’s playing you for the damn fool //nDrama is being a millionaire //nBut you’ve got to recoup half the budget from your ten-percent share //nDrama is having one too many women //nEven though you always need a spare one to swim in //nDrama is dealing with your jealous impulses //nLearning how to hold it all in with no emotion //nDrama is blind devotion //nDrama is having your deepest secrets exposed in the open //nDrama is having your heart broken //nAnd the person who broke it doesn’t even mother fucking notice //nDrama is trying to carry the burden all by your self //nOn your shoulders and it don’t exist //nDrama is being falsely accused //nDrama is the latest news //nDrama is what //nDrama is a tool you can use to distract the enemy so they can never improve //nDrama is fear of devils and fear of God //nDrama is a long and hard tech-support desk job //nDrama is the life of an up-and-coming actor //nOr rapper, or athlete, or building contractor //nDrama is a rookie cop calling for backup //n‘3 Strike’ perpetrator that’s gang-tatted up //nDrama is the spin zone of a politician //nDrama is K-Solo when he said the rhyme did it //nDrama is the struggle of change //nDrama is inevitable there is no other way //nDrama is what drains life force out of you //nDrama is negative but drama can empower you //nDrama is love //nDrama is pain //nDrama exists in everything everyday //nDrama is the yen //nDrama is the yang //nDrama is the innate nature of man //nDrama contracts //nDrama expands //nDrama is what I am //nnnn[Luminati]nnPull up a chair to the aristocracy of commonwealth prophecynnThe legacy of generation three isoscelesnnLogical geometry, illogical melodiesnnIntegrated with memories that mix melodicallynnBeyond the insight of what a modern-day monkey seesnnGet chopped in three for pathetic hypocrisynnFalse bureaucracy breeds poetic monopoliesnnChateau de Trevano is my propertynnAn addict for drama and dramatic odditiesnnAddicted to bottles of sticky green botanynnIn a reflection of the split seas you see me in 3DnnTripping off three hits of EnnHalf-a-tablet for you 2-and-a-half for mennA rappers speech is slurred for eternal depravitynnNaturally ignore gravity project astrallynnAscend gradually till the stratosphere passes mennEarth's actually esoterically absent to mennTake a crack at me with blurred clarity - battle mennSpiders crawl outta the skin the six headed beastnnEvil beings that wrestle with demons in the deepnnUseless to eat 200 pounds of rotten meatnnShrink heads drink black milk collect black teethnnLuminati tribal chief wear it as trophy piecennMy women are ornamented with a blood soaked wreathnnLike Christmas minus Christ plus the heatnnThe Ascended Master, leader of all immortal freaksnnVoodoo curse on your last and future releasennUnleash the worst plague put the world under siegennTill your name is unheard and your face is unseennnTill your just a nightmare of an accursed dreamnnTell the supreme to curse your whole team and your unborn seednnPoison your queen like the Furher's last weeknnIn the blood filled streets your a leechnnLess than a man a poverty stricken thief with griefnnAt night you speak to Satan before you go to sleepnnWorshipping the flesh like poor pagan priestsnnYour future's obliquennI command your heart to seize its beatnnThou shall inherit disease, drama and defeat...nnnnDrama... Drama... Drama... Drama