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Grant Livesay (feat. Prof​.​) - Admission Fee (featuring Prof​.​)

from Split by Grant Livesay

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lip service to the face
by the grace of the black and gold,
cans of mace, rusted chains for untouchables
tickets must be sold
tickets must be sold
tickets must be sold

[prof.] the privileged call a party
putting perspective aside
already primed for the masses
of costumed thugs to arrive
and by thugs I mean the people
who haven’t worked a day in their life
to fight a system of oppression
racial tension and strife

[avgn] aight, inattentive and ripe for a rapture
where slaves are no longer caged
but these knaves are still their masters
bravest of facebook crusaders
buzzfeed buzzards bloodsucking
media carrion as internet saviors

[prof.] they yik and they yak, yak and they yik
talk back until they drown in their own filth sick
flak never taken leaves no room in the womb
pampered little children making millions off your tomb

[avgn] boom went the bomb of the song
and long live the dead so we can bed credit cards
lay to rest the impoverished in the red with their credit scores
while the fed roars, “what’s heaven to a whore?”

lip service to the face
by the grace of the black and gold,
cans of mace, rusted chains for untouchables
tickets must be sold
tickets must be sold
tickets must be sold

[avgn] not to convolute the strife of a prostitute
when hell is the route providing solace for you,
(sold!) we’ll sell your story on lcd screens
from pornhub to college campuses

[prof.] this place is separate but equal from everything i’ve heard
and those in charge of the flock have lost track of the herd,
or maybe they just never cared, whisper, "mum is the word,"
about things that upset donors, man that shit is absurd

[avgn] and incurs quite a wrath
our ivory-tusked tower tongues all but quiet
and as the rabble babble baffles the very battle itself
we simply suffer four years before shepherding them out

[prof.] there’s a party going down at the barn
better bring the whole damn force and roll up on the lawn
pack the pepper spray and the tasers too
for university kids who don’t look like you

lip service to the face
by the grace of the black and gold,
cans of mace, rusted chains for untouchables
tickets must be sold
tickets must be sold
tickets must be sold

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from Split, released November 5, 2014

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Grant Livesay Winston Salem, North Carolina

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