The Telemetry of Truth
Yeah. Check the telemetry. Tesla knew it. Einstein drew it. You can get mad, but the calculus is absolute. Listen. Verse 1 Walking through the dust where the shadows bend, I see the outcasts, the criminals, the broken blend. Homosexuals, whores, the cults in the night, Every single soul wrapped in the frequency of light. You call it a sin, I call it the mass, A multitude of legions moving through the glass. Religion—look it up, trace the roots to the bone, It means re-joining, bringing every legion back home. Yeshua walked the dirt, cast the demons to the swine, The pigs in the forge, burning out the design. Now the meat is purified, the sacrifice is done, Standing under Hashem, the Father and the Son. Chorus Go ahead and rage, get angry at the text, Disrespect the name, but you cannot stop what’s next. Truth is truth, man, it doesn't need your vote, Written in the stars, in the scientific note. Real religion is a raid on the sublime, Plundering the holy over and over through time! Verse 2 I weigh it like a scientist, looking at the charts, The highest geniuses knew the chemistry of hearts. Tesla tapped the ether, Einstein bent the space, They saw the same code running through the human race. No division in the calculus, no bias in the lab, Just a grand architecture you can't grab. So I love the whole matrix, every sinner, every sect, Every outcast spirit that the righteous reject. Because the king plunders Heaven just to give it to the poor, Breaking down the gates, kickin' down the temple door. Chorus Go ahead and rage, get angry at the text, Disrespect the name, but you cannot stop what’s next. Truth is truth, man, it doesn't need your vote, Written in the stars, in the scientific note. Real religion is a raid on the sublime, Plundering the holy over and over through time! Verse 3 Step into the laboratory of the Most High, Where the sacred and the physical collide in the sky. In the name of Hashem, let the frequency align, Every element and atom by His absolute design. The religious gatekeepers want to lock the front door, But the glory is a treasure that we plunder more and more. From the deepest dark valley to the ultimate peak, It’s the language of the cosmos that the prophets speak. No bias, no filters, just the weight of the proof, You can mock the delivery but you can't bend the truth. The equation is finished, the sovereign command, The greatest philosophy to ever walk the land. Outro It’s absolute. The Father, the Son, amd the spirit the mechanics of the grid. Disagree all you want. The truth remains my friends
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Yeah. Check the telemetry. Tesla knew it. Einstein drew it. You can get mad, but the calculus is absolute. Listen. Verse 1 Walking through the dust where the shadows bend, I see the outcasts, the criminals, the broken blend. Homosexuals, whores, the cults in the night, Every single soul wrapped in the frequency of light. You call it a sin, I call it the mass, A multitude of legions moving through the glass. Religion—look it up, trace the roots to the bone, It means re-joining, bringing every legion back home. Yeshua walked the dirt, cast the demons to the swine, The pigs in the forge, burning out the design. Now the meat is purified, the sacrifice is done, Standing under Hashem, the Father and the Son. Chorus Go ahead and rage, get angry at the text, Disrespect the name, but you cannot stop what’s next. Truth is truth, man, it doesn't need your vote, Written in the stars, in the scientific note. Real religion is a raid on the sublime, Plundering the holy over and over through time! Verse 2 I weigh it like a scientist, looking at the charts, The highest geniuses knew the chemistry of hearts. Tesla tapped the ether, Einstein bent the space, They saw the same code running through the human race. No division in the calculus, no bias in the lab, Just a grand architecture you can't grab. So I love the whole matrix, every sinner, every sect, Every outcast spirit that the righteous reject. Because the king plunders Heaven just to give it to the poor, Breaking down the gates, kickin' down the temple door. Chorus Go ahead and rage, get angry at the text, Disrespect the name, but you cannot stop what’s next. Truth is truth, man, it doesn't need your vote, Written in the stars, in the scientific note. Real religion is a raid on the sublime, Plundering the holy over and over through time! Verse 3 Step into the laboratory of the Most High, Where the sacred and the physical collide in the sky. In the name of Hashem, let the frequency align, Every element and atom by His absolute design. The religious gatekeepers want to lock the front door, But the glory is a treasure that we plunder more and more. From the deepest dark valley to the ultimate peak, It’s the language of the cosmos that the prophets speak. No bias, no filters, just the weight of the proof, You can mock the delivery but you can't bend the truth. The equation is finished, the sovereign command, The greatest philosophy to ever walk the land. Outro It’s absolute. The Father, the Son, amd the spirit the mechanics of the grid. Disagree all you want. The truth remains my friends
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