Space Invaders (2nd level) feat. LoLo Frees

LoLo Frees:
This is the 2nd way, which is the very bestest way,
it's like a 2nd level...

We aren't special beneath our blue dome,
and it turns out, we're far from alone, the
Earth is a pit stop in the middle of the known,
looting is normal once E.T. phones home,
and
not just one type, there are all kinds,
some look like us, some have no spines,
some are cold-blooded, scaly reptiles,
some are short, child-like and mostly eyes,

all have agendas, all look freakish,
it's important to remember - they all have a weakness, and
although they do their best to keep it secret, the
weak links lie with the humans they choose to be with,

Can you guess? Not you or me chica it's
those in control of the party, y tu vida,
tell everyone, la familia amigas, it's
those people, we should be screaming, La migra!

[HOOK] LoLo Frees

Is it worth making such a fine fuss,
just cuz they were faking being kind once?
Is it odd to pledge their undying love,
not to us, but to some bloodline lust?

Nothing wrong with being a race trader,
unless you think it makes your race greater,
not like a mutant or a Caped Crusader, they're
half Earthling half space invader, it's

one thing if they're gonna be transparent,
it's another to split up the Earth and not share it,
watch 'em, if the shoe fits they'll wear it,
walking on air like they know they're The Heir Apparent,

they daren't, if we keep 'em from landing,
make 'em swim back upstream like salmon, we're
Late to a game Millennia in the planning, we'll
need special glasses to catch 'em infrared handed.

[HOOK] LoLo Frees

Oooo Trouble from NEW ALBUM "DefCon PsyOps" by J-Toth from Hoth

[HOOK]
Oooo trouble... what a messy fuss, it's treacherous,
Oooo trouble... it happens to the best of us,
Oooo trouble... run feet, and keep from off front street,
Oooo trouble... or else be in some deep shit with more fishes to sleep with.

What a year,
our president's a child and our children are beyond queer,
our phones are their eyes and their ears, and
big brother's got bigger brothers – they're here,

they make music in the key of minors, we
run like wrist watches, small timers,
even with body doubles, they're finna find us,
hiding in a bowl of rice, big trouble in Little China,

our government says, time to play, as
long as they get paid the day after yesterday,
this new now ain't going away, their
state is like mercury, in permanent retrograde,

abductions are the new norm,
fuck a whistle, blow a bugle or a flugelhorn,
all communiqué must be coded into new forms,
bypass the tracking devices in our newborns.

[HOOK]

Fuck me, since the 1940s?
Their secrets didn't die with Hitler and Goring,
#OperationPaperclip became their favorite sortie, it
got 'em technology and stem cells from our abortees,

talk about traitors for hire, they
walk a fine line like a bird on a wire, and
if we're all gonna have to walk through the fire,
you're either ignorant or in on it, stupid or liar,

and there it is, a test for us all.
Are you complicit or rebel with a cause?
Star Wars prophecy, the Serenity clause - the
house can't win if all bets are off,

fuck class, gender, hate and racist jive, if
you're with them, you're not one of mine,
they own the media, it won't be televised,
but this revolution is going hella live.

[HOOK]

those turncoats are repugnant, for
bastardizing our laws and poisoning our government,
diplomatic immunity ends with our covenant,
if you're not with us, you're against the republic.

Chapter 45

The rhythmic beat of gentle, reminder tones in the bunker were soothing within the acoustics. The president liked bunkers. They were truly USA's best invention ever, and it was time to dive deep. His military had some big news coming down the pipe, bigger than the death of Bin Laden, and he was not going to hit the links until he heard what they were giddy about.

He entered a brightly lit room full of big brass, all smiles.

"Mr. President, have we got some news for you..."

"What's going down boys?"

"First, you recall the cabal of big Pharma folks and all the mercenaries they've been buying up?"

"Our favorite opioid addicts coming back for more?" the president mused.

"They have been withholding information on an operation we've planned for years."

"We? Planned?" the president paused.

The men looked at each and proceeded, "the military has been split down political/financial lines like we've never seen. Those families believe they can keep you leveraged out of 'need to know' information.

"Like?"

More glances, "there has been a drill planned on going live for years based around the new 5g roll out. The technology is safe, but a small percentage of the population will die of complications."

"How small?"

"Under 500 million."

"For better wifi?"

The men kept their smiles up. "There's much more than that at stake, better STAR WARS missile defense, better surveillance of enemies foreign and domestic, better/faster intel and yes, better wifi for the public. The point is sir, it's happening and all governments are conceding to it, regardless of how much intel they have."

The president brightened, "so, why would the Pharma jerks want me out of that loop?"

The men tittered, "because of how the op spins the info. At the international Military Games last month in Wuhan, China, they rolled out 5g. If the population has little to no physical issues, all is copacetic. But if the local citizens have more serious issues, there will be an influenza released and blamed on China."

"Fucking fuck..." the president stammered. "This is happening?"

"This is happening... now."

The president was stunned. "Fucking fuck," he thought, "this is really happening. "And you choose now to drop this shit sandwich on my plate?"

"And," the men continued, "we have a new play."

The president rolled his eyes, "fucking out with it!"

"Big Pharma thinks you will take a public hit with the market drop. They will recoup all their legal losses through selling vaccines and medicines while your economy crumbles. They were also planning on running all the pandemic chapters internationally, but we got the upper hand on them and forced them out of the op."

The president brightened. "Tell me you got some of these fucks on record!"

The room lit up from the reflections off their teeth. "Some of them are connected to Epstein..."

"Oh, that's good!" the president was floored, "holy shit guys, this is fucking great!" He stood up and paced for a few turns, "Jesus fuck, you guys... this changes the game!"

"Sir, those federal indictments can include what was just uncovered. The first wave of Epstein people can be obtained during a quarantine."

"You know I can't go martial law on my constituents, that's one I'm not willing to..."

"Sir, it won't be mandatory. If you announce it to be mandatory, send in National Guard, but don't enforce it, your words will keep the civilians at bay for up to a month. While we round up more cabal members after a 'suggested curfew of 6pm,' the public won't see our moves, the indicted we have to time to prepare, and we can pull off this op in less than 30 days."

The president guffawed, "you guys are beautiful, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If I were a chick, I'd suck every last one of your dicks!"

The men glowed. "Thank you Mr. President."

Checks and Balances [FREE DOWNLOAD]

It’s difficult to deny a debt,
when your lender sees you at the bank cashing a check,
to get respect, they must give some respect,
if not, let ‘em hang, from the neck, until dead.

Metaphorically of course, be no killer, but
make ‘em beat it, like Michael Jackson in Manilla,
don’t wait til the hate turns you into thriller or
let your contract leave you less than a top biller,

see the barber, dead ends, cut ‘em loose,
do some spring cleaning, grab a broom, dust the booth,
a sprig of sage’ll do wonders to cut the proof, you
got used, bid ‘em adieu and not déjà vu.

figure like attracts like,
let ‘em be, leave the past like a past life,
live your best, they’re lucky to get a half life,
B movie, bad actors never learned to act right...

...

She found out the truth,
some of you so-called gangsters bleed blue,
and between me and you, these reptilian
dudes who walk among us are frightening, #MeToo,

it's too late to stop the cypher,
full disclosure, woke 'em up and got 'em hyper,
whether an alien race or ungodly vipers,
"They Live," props to Roddy Roddy piper,

your government sold you out,
"take me to your leader" meant hedging on a gold drought,
they know better than to bet against the house, and
even when they lose, they won't recollect the amount,

word to the fucking Pentagon,
calling all retards like a fucking telethon,
read the writing on the wall, if you're spelling strong,
tell the whole world, let's expel 'em back to hell and gone.

...

What could they possibly want from me? In
my line of work, it means I'm onto something,
they hunt for sport and have little reason for bluffing, and
no flag when the info passer gets some roughing,

they only blow the whistle on a tattletale, from
careless whispers to loudmouths who've had some ale,
when you're drowning on a sinking ship you have to bail, but
if you got no Plan B, grab a pale,

tune in to 528 Hz,
meditate collectively, put your state to work,
generate the kind of energy that makes nerds,
pray away the grays and congregate in a sane church,

it's not crazy if we say it isn't,
elevate to a higher level, blame Egyptians,
words matter, and shatter the snakes mission,
fuck their TV,
GO TELL-A-VISION!!!

Above Majestic - movie review

ABOVE MAJESTIC

We found out the truth,
some of you so-called gangsters bleed blue,
and between me and you, these reptilian dudes
who walk among us are frightening, #MeToo,

it's too late to stop the cypher,
full disclosure, woke 'em up and got 'em hyper,
whether an alien race or ungodly vipers,
"They Live," props to Roddy Roddy piper,

your government sold you out,
"take me to your leader" meant hedging on a gold drought,
they know better than to bet against the house, and
even when they lose, they won't recollect the amount,

word to the fucking Pentagon,
calling all retards like a fucking telethon,
read the writing on the wall, if you're spelling strong,
tell the whole world, let's expel 'em back to hell and gone.

TRAPPED

Confined by what I defined,
unrefined was sweeter, I'm the keeper of my kind,
now my mind is building a case against me,
with chains and bars and cement to fence me,
in my defense, I tried to plead ignorance,
but true intelligence applies due diligence
and when I quit my goals and aspirations,
brief respites became lasting vacations,
supplemented with porn and play stations,
infinite sidetracks poured with libations,
keeping my mind racked with anything but answers,
sapped by addiction to impending disaster,
betting on red with spins that just missed,
incurring debt to the bank of "what if's,"
brick by brick and stack by stack
of excuses, curtailed and backed by "math,"

trapped...

by my own design,
this is everyone else's fault but mine,
mom's, dad's, the law's, the divine's,
the only fatal flaw being time...
how much longer do I have,
to keep lamenting about the past,
to keep resenting and plodding this path,
to keep on fencing in the wrath?
Knee-deep in pain and treading morass,
dispensing stones from behind the glass,
drinking in fury, filling the flask,
killing canaries while wearing the mask,
HOW LONG WILL THIS LAST?

I ask...

until I let the past stay passed,
burn that cast in a fiery blast,
and let my phoenix rise from the ash.

1. The Future (it's coming)

The future is coming, it’s coming, it’s coming…(x8)

Right… now!

Attention all Civils. It’s time to begin your day. Awake, your country needs you! Arise, feel good about yourself and your country. You are protected today, by your country and the Civil Acts Right. Remember, when the Civil acts right, the Right act civil. Enjoy your day!

FULL ALBUM AT:
http://jonathantothfromhoth.bandcamp.com/album/death-of-the-empire