Oddly Coincidental Lyrical Anomalies

Ice Cube – Penitentiary

This song contains references to buying cocaine from the CIA, the Trilateral Commission “plotting”, and the world ending due to materialism.

Ice Cube

“Attention all nigga rows and nigga hoes
We’ve decided to rob this motherfucker the legal way
Nobs injecting ourselves to become property on the stock
In the penal system. In the justice system”

Penitentiary, I hear you calling me [x4]

[Verse 1]
As the world turns, it burns while it’s spinning
Coming to a fucked-up ending
I can’t wait till the day everything in the hood is straight
And I can hit the purty gates
Until then, the pen is unfair
Slave ships in the middle of nowhere (ma)
I lets my goddamn hair grow (ma)
Bellin’ in court, lookin’ like a scarecrow
On Capital Hill, they them passed a bill
Coming at me with a fucked-up deal (nah)
The judge gave me a ‘L’
But y’all can’t tell
I wait and cry in my cell
Convicted negro, superhero
Speaker at our house
Takin’ lyrics in my mouth
Bitches in the south showin’ ass (mm)
Mix a lot, got hoes puttin titties on the glass
We blast in the west for example
And rap about this shit over funkadelic samples
Yo’ babies see me kill a fool on TV (Wilson!)
And straight call me a G

[Chorus]
Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
Penitentiary, I hear you calling me
Thinkin’ of illegal ways to get paid
But it ain’t shit, got to be legit

[Bridge]
South-central L.A.
You can buy your yay from the C.I.A., hey-hey
And South-central L.A.
You can buy your yay from the C.I.A. baby

[Verse 2]
When the evil outweighs the good
And you only give a fuck about rucks
The Earth will self-destruct (Bitch)
Fuck the ozone layer, bitch I’m a playa (Bitch)
Plus we got a black mayor
I get sex when I shows flex (Booom!)
Porbey Rolex (Booom!)
Which hoe is next? (Booom!)
Would you like a piece of me? Not a mate
Calling you a hoe ‘cos I’m fucking on the first day (uh)
My world is a one-mile radius
I swear every other hood is the shadiest (uh)
Could the crips and bloods be all rotten
When the trilateral commission is plottin’?
What you gonna do when the Earth erupts?
Some niggaz gettin’ nuts outa carafel cups (punk)
Fool you on master’s woe
But won’t even think about, sucking Bob Doe (punk)
Asshole from the Senate
How can you relate to a project tennant?
Motherfuck you and not the courtman, no corrections
Tryina’ get a section of this west-side connection

[Chorus (x2)]
[Bridge]

Just because you gotta stay
You ain’t gotta rot away
We gon’ come and get you one day
[repeat until fade]

Nas – Where Ya’ll At

Nas

This song contains an interesting phrase referring to the back of the U.S. Dollar Bill.

Whether chrome sparking or loan sharking
Busting rachets or numbers rackets or drug traffic
My funds are wrapped up, no concerns who has what
Financer, skull doo wrapped up
Mob life, prizefights, plasma tvs or first floor
Diversified all my circle
Amid the most sickest groom the proof swiftness
Numero uno, annuit coeptis
That’s the language of our Latin ancestors
On the back of a dollar, the plan and the message
In the Rolls Royce like the King of Nigeria
My criteria, smoke cigars
Change rap like Jimi Hendrix changed Rock And Roll
With a broke guitar, diamonds flashing
Almost put a million cash in, in my mommy casket
Seen more green than St. Patrick-trick

Nas – High

This song contains the phrase “Silent weapons for quiet wars” which was mentioned in Bill Cooper’s book Behold a Pale Horse.

I elevated up, since my snakes in my circumference
Now I hit my niggas with cakes and say, “Pump This”
Thank god for cracks, corners, and marijuana
Hoodrats and good gats to carry on ya
I got dead friends, misled friends, crackhead friends
Wild Gremlins, who “bust led” friends
Silent weapons for quiet wars
Allow gats,
Tussle too long, some shiny moves the crowd back
It’s powerful, niggas would die over respect
And money is secondary to that whole aspect

The Alan Parsons Project

The Alan Parsons Project was a British progressive rock band active between 1975 and 1990,[1] founded by Eric Woolfson and Alan Parsons.

Studio albums:

1. Tales of Mystery and Imagination (1976)
2. I Robot (1977)
3. Pyramid (1978)
4. Eve (1979)
5. The Turn of a Friendly Card (1980)
6. Eye in the Sky (1982)
7. Ammonia Avenue (1984)
8. Vulture Culture (1985)
9. Stereotomy (1985)
10. Gaudi (1987)
11. The Sicilian Defence (Unreleased)

Eye in the Sky cover

The Sicilian Defence is a chess move (Think Freemasonic Floors). Eye in the Sky is another Freemason reference. The Turn of a Friendly Card is a Tarot Card reference. Pyramid is an obvious Egyptian and/or pyramidal control structure reference. Lets take a look at some of the lyrics.

Eye in the Sky

Dont think sorrys easily said
Dont try turning tables instead
Youve taken lots of chances before
But Im not gonna give anymore
Dont ask me
Thats how it goes
Cause part of me knows what youre thinkin

Dont say words youre gonna regret
Dont let the fire rush to your head
Ive heard the accusation before
And I aint gonna take any more
Believe me
The sun in your eyes
Made some of the lies worth believing

Chorus:
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I dont need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind

Dont leave false illusions behind
Dont cry cause I aint chnaging my mind
So find another fool like before
Cause I aint gonna live anymore believing
Some of the lies while all of the signs are deceiving

Incubus – A Certain Shade of Green

Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?

Would a written invitation
signed, “Choose now or lose it all,”
sedate your hesitation?
Or inflame and make you stall?
You’ve been raised in limitation,
but that glove never fit quite right.
The time has past for hand-me-downs,
choose a new, please evolve, take flight.

Incubus – New Skin

until the 20th century, reality was everything humans could touch, smell, see,
and hear.
since the inital publication of the charged electromagnetic spectrum, humans
learned that what they can touch, smell, see, and hear…is less than one
millionth of reality.

Fallacious cognitions,
spewed from televisions,
do mold our decisions.
So stop and take a look,
and you’ll see what I see now.

Incubus – Idiot Box

You keep your riches and I’ll sew my stitches,
you can’t make me think like you, mundane.
I’ve got a message for all those who think that
they can etch his words inside my brain
T.V., what do I need?
Tell me who to believe!
What’s the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
So listen up,
glisten up closely all,
who’ve seen the fuckin eye ache too.
It’s time to step away from cable train
And when we finally see the subtle light,
this quirk in evolution will begin
to let us live and recreate
T.V., what do I need?
Tell me who to believe!
Whats the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
T.V., what should I see?
Tell me who should I be?
Lets do our mom a favor and drop
a new god off a wall.
Let me see past the fatuous knocks.
I’ve gotta rid myself of this idiot box!
Let you see past the feathers and flocks,
and help me plant a bomb in this idiot box!
From the depths of the sea
to the tops of the trees
to the seat of a lazy boy…
staring at a silver screen!!

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