Behind The Idea
He's evil and sinister - not just leaving people with nipples hurt -
The type to piss off PETA with the freedom to make his Speedo's gorilla fur.
He makes retarded cripples work in his basement laboratory.
Press quotes his next motives like he's facing categories
of rape and statutory - or worse yet - he makes the crafts exploding
in air his scares..or at least that's how they play the facts as forming.
A creations mandatory to feed the lobbyists their parts -
and since the nefarious are nocturnal he became The Haunter of The Dark.
Sitting - androgynous - behind the glimpse of flickering monitors.
Hitting the buttons hard while some of his spittle is launched in spurts.
Revisions in muffled words behind candy bars and energy drinks.
- Blogging sloppily about how the government's gone too far with everything.
He wants war in the air - so he starts with foreign affairs -
by saying Putin has the KGB smuggling a black market fortune out there.
Then he says the CIA see's the play but wont acknowledge the shitty scheme
since they're busy helping the FBI abolish our liberties.
Rapper Robbie is drinking lean, drunk, sloppily clicking things
on the internet until he comes across the blogging feed in his screen.
At the top of the industry and looking for ways to drop bombs when kicking frees.
Thinking no one'll notice if the blog gets turned into a song that he spits to beats.
He takes a pencil and a pad - looks at the main points and embellishes the facts.
Adds a character - Robbie - who's a menace and a rebel burning flags.
Changes the intelligent negligence amassed and says the president has snapped
then calls his protagonist a revolutionary leading a non-terrorist attack.
The beat developed was a slapper - but he didn't press it as single;
Just kept it level and kicked the instrumental with interest in a ringtone.
When the response seemed honest and let some pressure off, musically -
Low and behold CNN did a story on how his songs were effecting communities:
"Mothers feel treacherous mutiny" while "mom and pop shops question the unity."
Montages of lost causes come up with stretchers and brute police,
kids with Molotov's, bricks and bottles tossed, wrestling beauty queens,
derelicts, feuding fiends - all attached to his message in moving scenes.
Robbie lights a blunt stressing the doom he feels when it changes to breaking news.
A Sheik's son riding ATV's like a wrestling main event pay-per-view -
Pulling fast, with a bullet sash and some grenades that're hanging loose.
Raising a hand gun and calling his jam an anthem that created this mayhem's fuel.
Panic and destruction in the background blended fantasy and function
while the son declared war on the governments he called The Axis of Corruption.
Then he starts using Robbie's ideas as threats to paths of omens;
Taunting the creator and audience like in the Edgar Allen Poe film.
Willingly, he strives, while something in his mind is convincing him to fight
like he's a crusader for justice - the dark knight - bringing it to light.
Fixing on their fright while the media stays insisting that they're right.
Meanwhile the rapper's enamored but shitting his insides.
Life's glitching while wishing he could tear the columnist apart -
without distinction which inking is the real Haunter of The Dark.
Until the sand of times are spent, remember brandished lies are gems
because it's easier to blame the image than the man behind the pen.