SYNDICATE

by KAIDAИ

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This is SYNDICATE. Physical release TBA

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released July 17, 2016

Shout out to JERED CAMPOS & TAYLOR FIELDS for the vocal production.

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Track Name: Genocide
GENOCIDE -

SYNDICATE:
A SELF ORGANIZING GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS, COMPANIES, CORPORATIONS, OR ENTITIES FORMED TO TRANSACT SOME SPECIFIC BUSINESS PURSUE OR PROMOTE SHARED INTERESTS
IN MOST CASES FORM GROUPS TO SCALE UP THE PROFITS
ALTHOUGH THERE ARE MANY LEGAL SYNDICATES FORMED AROUND THE WORLD, THE USAGE OF THE TERM SYNDICATE IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE OFTEN REFERS TO SOMEONE INVOLVED IN ILLEGAL ACTIVITIES
Track Name: Sentinel March
SENTINEL MARCH –

Desperation reveals traits. Like an untapped source, flowing without control.
Just let it go.
Played by the market to push a product at lower value, while sustaining profits just to fill their pockets. No light at the end of the tunnel. By the numbers, count their bodies. I’m tracing this web of lies, as we go for broke.
Silver or lead.
What would you give to make this go away?
Would you sacrifice everything just to make some change?
Sever one head, ten reappear. Sadistic anguish never satisfied. Raping the spirit of their country, the screen reports one side is to blame.
The bigger they are, the harder they fall.
So, what’s a man to do? To take a stand would be suicide. Live on your knees or die with now shame.
What would you do to make this go away? Sacrifice everything just to make a change? What would you give?
Strength through pointless suffering, from the graves of fallen casualties.
Track Name: S.A.L.T
SALT-

Don’t wake up it’s only a dream. This life will be the death of me.
This world is mine to take self-doubt has been erased.
You need me to point your fingers and laugh, to feed your emptiness, because you’re losing your grip.
I don’t need you.
Living day to day, what else can I say? This is all I have left nothing to show worth. Blank slate, you don’t know me.
Never did I want to be a part of what you’re all about.
Master of NOTHING I am lost. So, what’s the point in being found?
I’m becoming one with isolation.
You’re just the smoke I exhale and never think about.
So get it through your skull, talk all you want but I’m never gonna give it up.
Shut down now. Fuck it up.
Don’t wake up it’s only a dream, this life will be the end of me.
Track Name: Seikatsu
Seikatsu -

KAIDAN GANG
DUMPIN' IN THE BAY
WITH THE NU NU SHIT
SLIDE THRU TO THE PIT
COS YOU KNOW SHIT'S GON GET IGNORANT
Y'ALL KNOW THAT WE PLOTTIN' ON OUR OWN
DABS TO THE DOME & WE ALREADY GONE.
FUCKBOYS BETTER STAY BACK WITH THAT BULLSHIT.
SUCKAS ALWAYS LOVE TRENDS
WHEN YOU SAUCE THEY LOST IN

KAIDAN GANG
DUMPIN' IN THE BAY
WITH THE NU NU SHIT
SLIDE THRU TO THE PIT
COS YOU KNOW SHIT'S GON GET IGNORANT
Y'ALL KNOW THAT WE PLOTTIN' ON OUR OWN
DABS TO THE DOME & WE ALREADY GONE.
DICKRIDERS BETTER STAY BACK
WE'LL SHOW YOU WHAT YOU LACK
IF YOU AIN'T FUCKING WITH US NOW
WE DON'T CARE WE YOU AT BRUH.

SYNDICATE

WE ARE SYNDICATE
Track Name: Syndicate
SYNDICATE –

Day in day out, prying to feel why, this dance with the devil will last forever.
Stop with your mouth no one cares when you speak. I got one thing on my mind keep your distance from my fucking team.
You've been at me for far too long now it’s time to pay up, bitch!
What’s good? Bit off more than you can chew, when everything in life has been handed to you.
I've plotting every day to ruin your life, consuming your soul with my hatred. Losing control you've been exposed. My passion is your misery. Yo, check it. Kaidan in the mix, spin kick to your fucking head. No respect, leave ya slept. Carbon copies will never learn.
Crooked words always go full circle. You run your mouth more than you make moves. Played the victim tried to pull us under. You are the plague we are the cure. Stay the fuck out of my sight. Stay the fuck out of my face. Stay the fuck out my lane. Get the fuck out of my way.
Track Name: Expense
EXPENSE-

This cold world disintegrates right before your eyes.
Distant memories. Sharing uncertainty, forthcoming.
Expense in reflection, confined by a standard longing to come home.
To live in fear is not live at all. Blind faith, forced into submission. Mistake your freedoms, diluted intellects. False sense of hope is subliminal. Collective hate for gentrified souls, the vacancy in their wealth untold. Abrasive conduct to manifold. Nothing will save us from ourselves. Disconnected Introspective.
Harrowing blissfully, an aura summons your soul. This world will not wait for you, condemned to expire.
Eternal rest will comfort them in peace forevermore.
Track Name: Night Stalker
NIGHT STALKER-

Sadistic fantasies keeping you awake.
Show no mercy beneath the dark sky.
Dressed in black.
Taking life with no second thought, herding the weak to their doom. Demanding and threatening. No turning back now.
Nocturnal.
Nameless.
Craving violence his eyes widened. Preying the streets for a victim, carrying out the work of his dark lord.
“Ignorance is venomous and it murders the soul, spreading like a virus running rampant, this is spinning out of control.”
He senses what he covets and craves. Like a shark catching a scent of blood.
In protection of the dark one living in an unhappy shadow. A malevolent creature of the night. Longing desire to spill innocent blood.
A loyal servant to his lord of darkness.
Watching the blue fog leave her body, what a warped existence.