Take my anthems
To the phantoms
Resting easy
In their mansions
Make my stances
Just breakdances
And promiscuous
Romances
Wake the guilty
Law abiding
To a passive revolution
Slate the social justice movement
For a younger blood transfusion
Of unruliness
Compounded
When the arts of speech
Suppressed
And undercover
Album covers
Sweep it under
The arrest
And dominating
Circulating
Mainstream media
Discourses
Are the forces
That endorse
Its mass consumption’s
Darkest horses
But as soon as they
No longer run
The races
Bullet case ‘em
And whatever they once stood for
Just gets buried in
The basement