Conspiracy Lyrics by Saul Williams
This world will kill you
It will prevent you from writing while torturing you for information
You learn what plans will not harm you
What to fight and what to report
Build relations within your society merely to survive or eagerly to prosper
Step back to step forward
Hold tight or let go
The decisions to make in instances without choice
Your own emotions may surprise you
Things may not always go as planned
Some truths are cliche
Discernment and nuanced judgment
Solid reasoning, willful abandon
You will find yourself in love
You will lose yourself in passion
Work to find yourself again
You’ll be forced to reckon with survival
You may find weapons, crutches, props, useful
You’ll sing and dance
You’ll discover instruments
Varied means of communication
You may seek escape
You may depend greatly on outside forces
You may seek amends
You may find strength in prayer and meditation
You may build dependencies
You may choose a desire to belong
You may not have a sense of life’s deceptions
You must develop means of pressing the leaps on
Intuitive grace in space
Death is a conspiracy
Violence is reality
Love is in development
It can hold, contract, expand, adapt
Take other shapes
Laugh in your face
Clumsy with grace
Death is a conspiracy
Religious hypocrisy
In the spirit of modesty we are forever
Financed by darkest means
under the table
in the soil underwater sacred oil
Our fossils fuel the enterprise
Our fossils fuel our own demise
Our fossils hold no memories
Our fossils pure the energy
Death is a conspiracy
Breath is life
Word, cry, kiss, song
Individual lives not long, not guaranteed, not weighted against intention
Random testaments of illumination
Anchored in faith
Tunneled by fear
We’ve been tryna to find a way in
We’ve been trayna to find a way
We’ve been tryna to find a way in
We’ve been trayna to find a way
Put some water on me
So many cleanin’
Body need cleanin’
This house need cleanin’
This is the need
Put some water on me
Put some water on me
So need
Body need
This house need
This is the need
But I’m here when I disappear