(lyrics below) A rap for my ultimate senior year English project that snowballed and turned into something meaningful. Try to watch in High quality, and watch the full video through. Lyrics: Snowden: So cold. I'm cold. I'm cold. Yossarian: Man is matter. / Bathed in icy sweat / my pulse pounds / with the give and take / wide-awake / totally opaque / I wonder who my pal is / hospital dark and perfectly quiet / silent disconnect from a world gone sane / I'll explain / like oil and water / life mixes with matter / sons and daughters marching onwards / to a hopeless slaughter / now I reflect. Flashback to a cold Snowden / central key to my labored introspect / like the name implies / he slowly shivers / crying out for the last time / a moment not sublime but surreal, even unreal / I mean a glimpse into an internal climb, an eternal crime no longer concealed / a secret revealed by a flak shell / time will tell / Blood, Bran, Kidney and Matter / Heart and Liver / trace back to a symbolic cell / made me quiver. Snowden's entrails now look like pancake batter / emphasizing the fact that man is matter. Man is matter - Man is matter. Snowden: Referred to as Snowden / I rock the battlefield like children of Bodom / and I walk through life / illuminating nothing through my strife / nothing to fight for not even a wife / tired, I wish I had a knife / to cut through time like an elixir of life / and though my mind is rife with thoughts / they seem inane. / Everyone around going insane ...
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