Haunted World

by Precursor Mentality

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released November 27, 2015

Album Artwork by Julia Saulenas
Recorded by Won Cha & Precursor Mentality
Mixed & Mastered by DJ Sean P
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Track Name: Cold World
I got a question:

What's the standard of justice?
Unless I miss my guess
Yours justifies any action against any supremacist
So then I gotta ask how you define that
In case you label me as one, assuming without the facts
Now, this a problem that I never thought I'd face
Still I look it in the eye, so it's time to set it straight
'Cause when they generalize, they make me the bad guy
Even when evidence ain't materialized
In my case. I can't justify others
Who clearly hate with no cause, but try to cover up a feeling
Once accepted, but some thought we moved past
Others say not, and instead we backtracked
They might think I'm like anyone else, but I am not them
Never was, I can learn not to repeat again
But they don't want to hear it. I swear that they're obsessed
Judging children, for what the fathers all commit

One cold town, to one cold city
To one cold state, to one cold country
To one cold world. It don't get colder than
One cold world. But it started with
One cold town, to one cold city
To one cold state, to one cold country
To one cold world. It don't get colder than
One cold world. It don't get colder man

As more lost history is revealed
Feelings start to emerge, potentially blur what is real
And I start to wonder what my friends think about me
Wonder who they listening to, shaping their mentality
Hope they don't disown me, man I never thought I'd fear
Resentment of this magnitude making itself clear
Some say that we don't care. Don't put me in that lump sum
I'm just as saddened as you by the outcome
But realize there's no logical way to deny
The fallen condition that still resides inside
The hearts of all men. Now they can call it something else
But a rose is still a rose so this problem gotta be dealt
Some know and been trying to find the right way to go
Some try to perfect it while others just let it flow
I submit that both sides are incorrect
A hardened heart only changes once it's been wrecked.

One cold town, to one cold city
To one cold state, to one cold country
To one cold world. It don't get colder than
One cold world. But it started with
One cold town, to one cold city
To one cold state, to one cold country
To one cold world. It don't get colder than
One cold world. It don't get colder man
Track Name: Suppression
A mind state instilled, decency distilled
The will of the majority, intent to kill hope
In all the targeted races. Keep their faces
From appearing outside designated lands
Keep places well out of reach by means of paces
Should they penetrate treat 'em as outcasts and vagrants
Only because they born of another race
Like it's some grave mistake that they see fit to erase
Yet convince everyone that they ain't racist
But tell 'em it's the way that society is changing
Keepin' 'em at the bottom, making the top
Seem insurmountable, so failure turns their heart rotten
Now they got 'em right where they want 'em:
Legally free, but never in society
The longer they can't see, the greater their success
The greater chance they will have in their conquest

You can't fool all the people all of the time
At some point the blinders will fall from their eyes
They will look around and see that they're oppressed
And they will rise up, no longer be suppressed
You can't fool all the people all of the time
At some point the blinders will fall from their eyes
They will look around and see that they're oppressed
And they will rise up, no longer be suppressed

Now I've seen the plan work
But I've seen the other side - they ain't holed up in church
They got some other ideas, so it's safe to say
Violence has taken over, for lack of better ways
Honestly, what else have they got?
We didn't invest in them enough to move on beyond the block
So they act like they won't. I'd like it if they could
But everything I see around them ain't very good
Observe their families, observe their leaders, their teachers
Who couldn't care less. All these features
Produce a sum not equaled in the 'burbs
Well... I'll admit that's a guess but I'm pretty sure
What I've listed are variables in the equation
And we're starting to see the powder keg reach detonation
Were you unaware before you stumbled on this?
History will look back and verify we were remiss

You can't fool all the people all of the time
At some point the blinders will fall from their eyes
They will look around and see that they're oppressed
And they will rise up, no longer be suppressed
You can't fool all the people all of the time
At some point the blinders will fall from their eyes
They will look around and see that they're oppressed
And they will rise up, no longer be suppressed
Track Name: Vineyard (Feat. Move Merchants & Playdough)
I'm a connoisseur of fine rhymes
Patient when it's fermenting, I know it takes time
To make a product that'll really age well
Constantly rotating like a dog that chased his own tail
I've seen 'em fail tryna rush the process
Fruits of our labor come from the fruits we harvest
We peel the skin off, and use the juice
To produce the freshest brew that you ever put your lips too - what?
They say it ain't authentic with machines?
I simply say you don't know what authentic means
You've been blinded by what you've seen
You neglect the new harvest and the styles that are gleaned
And don't realize that the liquid you drinkin' has been distilled
This is real stuff - not the bootleg from the sill
I guess they thinkin' this is run of the mill
No matter how hard we work in the field, they always will

They crush the grapes to make wine, we stretch our mind to craft rhymes
The harvest of the vineyard shall be made known in due time
Waiting for years before we take the first sip of the drink
The result of continually putting down words in ink
They crush the grapes to make wine, we stretch our mind to craft rhymes
The harvest of the vineyard shall be made known in due time
Waiting for years before we take the first sip of the drink
The result of continually putting down words in ink
Track Name: Haunted World
They say they search for a savior
But their motives don't lie in righteous behavior
Only one eternal, while they look in the temporal
Time reveals the futile efforts conceived by the mortal

A new idea, a new trend, same failure
A new voice, the same question, wrong answer
The same facts, & yet different conclusions
Confusion abounds in multitudes of solutions executed
& I'm forced to witness the backlash
Watching people willingly create or partake in the aftermath
After the roots have fully sunk in
They like leaves starting to bloom before blowing in the wind
Mindlessly, unknowingly trained subconsciously
Honestly, I feel I'm alone in this dichotomy
Standing on the other side knowing I shouldn't go there
But they want to determine my fate, & they don't care
So I'm in a fight, tryna defend my right
To think freely while they flexin' they might. They got
Strength in number, but it'll all come asunder
'Cause it can't hold to the doctrine taught by the Sons of Thunder

Welcome to the haunted world
It gets scary watching everything unfold
I don't want to look, but I ain't got a choice
But I got a voice to fight back the noise
Welcome to the haunted world
It gets scary watching everything unfold
I don't want to look, but I ain't got a choice
But I got a voice to fight back the noise

They say they search for a savior
But their motives don't lie in righteous behavior
Only one eternal, while they look in the temporal
Time reveals the futile efforts conceived by the mortal

They say this the post-modern age
As atheists take the role of the sage
Gladly dropping wisdom for a price
They say all should pay to get further in life
We inducted into the halls to get indoctrinated
Presuming they wouldn't lie - we may not be mistaken
Because they chose what to believe as the truth
But any contradictions instantly serve to refute
So I want to know why nature isn't relative
Subjecting us all to the same laws which tell us how to live
And you saying that we products of environment
But nature never changes a thing, so I ain't buying it when
You try to tell me that truths are relative to who's
Posing the question of what's ethical to do
If we're really products of nature, and that's your starting point
Nature also created philosophy - one order coined

Welcome to the haunted world
It gets scary watching everything unfold
I don't want to look, but I ain't got a choice
But I got a voice to fight back the noise
Welcome to the haunted world
It gets scary watching everything unfold
I don't want to look, but I ain't got a choice
But I got a voice to fight back the noise

But underneath a twisted system
Lies a hidden motive not admitted to the victims
But they accept it quick, 'cause it's in our nature to resist
The Creator of everything in existence
You may have noticed but perhaps haven't identified
A break from the morals that kept this nation solidified
Supposedly - that statement's never hundred percent accurate
When men try to credit God for all of their accomplishments
On the other side of the spectrum
How quickly we forgettin' history's lessons
Thinkin' we can answer the questions
Like we wrote the textbook ourselves
The devil don't exist? Nah, he's playing us well
I know that one day his reign will come to an end
Until then, I gotta fight with my right to defend
The truth, learn the lies so I can refute with proof
On the chance the insanity no longer continues

Welcome to the haunted world
It gets scary watching everything unfold
I don't want to look, but I ain't got a choice
But I got a voice to fight back the noise
Welcome to the haunted world
It gets scary watching everything unfold
I don't want to look, but I ain't got a choice
But I got a voice to fight back the noise
Track Name: The Lady Is A Human
Everybody says she's hot, but 'cause they think so?
Or cause of the way she fits society's mold?
Or is it for that reason they define what they're seeing
As a symbol of satisfaction instinctively once perceiving
Has begun? Are they so accustomed to this process
They've agreed to let its intricacies mess with their subconscious
To the point where they don't see her as a human anymore?
Where they treat her like a game, and they're aiming to score?
Well that is not what she is
But both parties told differently the identity's mixed
Inside of a new program, loaded into the mind
Training it to see her as part of a different kind
But keep the hormones in check and maybe you will see
They've been programed to react to artificial beauty
And despise she who don't meet the standards
It's the wrong question in the first place they want answered

All that you see is flesh that covers bones
That holds the soul of a broken individual
If I break it down, there's nothing that ain't typical
But you don't even know why you want to get physical

The implications go deeper than you may have thought
Another side to this trap in which many caught
Victims distraught when they don't realize who they are
And who exactly it is that's saying "Raise the bar"
Trying hard to impress and get approval
But can the soul handle the stress of being beautiful?
Though the standards approved are superficial
It's not unusual to see them met by the dutiful
Who seem scared of anything not sexual
No chance at making relationships sustainable
When there's the fear of not being up to par
Enhanced through pop culture, propagated by superstars
& What might be inside, we will never see
As long as we condone perversions of reality
It's like God's saying "Let my daughters free"
As Pharaoh turns a profit off this mental slavery

All that you see is flesh that covers bones
That holds the soul of a broken individual
If I break it down, there's nothing that ain't typical
But you don't even know why you want to get physical
All that you see is flesh that covers bones
That holds the soul of a broken individual
If I break it down, there's nothing that ain't typical
But you don't even know why you want to get physical

No blurred lines, no 50 shades of grey
Once you realize, she wasn't made for play
There are real lies, but let the truth get on display
She is more valuable than they say
Track Name: Runnin'
If we die in our faith, we win
The Gospel won't be stopped because you put us in a coffin
Blood we may be coughin' but God is still faithful
His Word never comes back void 'cause He is able
He heard Able crying from the ground
And He heard the martyrs when they gathered all around
Clothed them all in white, then promised He would judge them
On the earth for the sake of the ones who followed Him
Not loving their lives unto death
They are truly conquerors who didn't waste their breath
Tryna argue points of doctrine not detrimental in the least
I guess there ain't time when you hunted by the beast
But if we die in our faith, we win
We can't run without dying to the sin within
We can't go the right path until we focus on the way
We may be living now, but our best life ain't today

Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost
Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost

They don't understand who we runnin' to
But I swear they scared, 'cause they tried all the substitutes
They don't want righteousness, they want a valid excuse
Philosophy keeps 'em doing what they do
But fails to be the glue to uphold the construction
So the trends been to redesign the main function
Each time getting further away from the answer
It's your guess what's next when they treat morals like cancer
But I believe in absolute truth
Sounds kinda taboo when this society follows clues
That lead in the wrong direction but straight toward their pursuits
While those who walk the straight & narrow are accompanied by few
But we know where we heading while they hope for an outcome
That's never been accomplished - man, it just can't be done
History repeats on a chord of failure
While history's author sent His Son to be the answer

Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost
Runnin' to the cross, then runnin' for the cross
If we stand still, we're the ones who suffer loss
If we press on, and we choose to count the cost
Our hope will be revealed and overshadow what we've lost

If we die in our faith, we win
But do we really believe that when we die is when we begin?
Got a church that seems to forget what it was made for
Now focusing pursuits in the temporal realm evermore
But I guess that's more tangible
Than the unseen - so why they live like animals?
And I watch greed consume the self-proclaimed righteous
While they rule their church like a cult with an iron-tight fist
There's too many pacifists when it comes to this
But I'ma let God be the judge of all of your accomplishments
Did you forget that there's a limit to His patience?
It's greater than a man's, but the sum of the equation
Is judgment without a variable of repentance
Yet grace trumps the law if man makes his point of reference
A Rock stronger than the one of Gibraltar
Lays his burden at the altar, and falls flat, but never falters