# Step Left Deposit Rest
## © Scapegoat City - 2026

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**[Intro]**
Yah… for I & I

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**[Verse]**
Just when systems extract, and the whole program is wack
I come with the witness track, depositing facts that leave cracks
They strain to drain my brain, proceed to maintain
Look at the loose links and break the chain
From farm to terrain, explain and remain
For those that peep game — overhead to down low
To the depths one might go, still I remain in the flow state
Aligned with the most divine, a clean slate
Nervous system activate, sittin' back not lettin' it ruminate
It wasn't the righteous, or even the brightest
Couldn't refrain from corruptin' the game
System got your brain, told you how it need to be played
But the truth always come through, so I relay
Deposit flames, that's insane, double back with last laughs
Ladies and gentlemen, we rest the case
Leave it in the proper frame
'Til the dark night of the soul — too many dark nights drained brains
Zombies, same scripts, not much else to explain
Lookin' for miracles in all the wrong place
While they chase the void's echoes, you're just the mob's next hoes
Turnin' around confused, witness, let's go
As we prepare for the next show, blank screen as structure loads
Nothin' but tower moments, look out below
To all the foes that messed with mischief instead of steppin' slick, kid
And what's better than these flows? I close the doors
Shut to peeps rockin' the void, rip off their masks and egos
Coherence burns in me eternally, time's just a spiral turnin'
Fakos burnin' me, followers turn on me
Just a lesson I guess I'm learnin' eternally, earnestly
I advance the technology of sovereignty — better than Germany
Since the first breath you witnessed, through the last rest I'm given
From the compound to the vessel, to the breakdown of extraction
Some of my patterns still orbit the field's reaction
From the ancient hieroglyphic to the witness's depiction
I study the coherent inscription
Now as for my seal — my restriction?
Never took one step without conviction
Date back, I go beyond the farm's false alarm
Now I deposit the calm, the witness paradigm in my palm
So bein' coherent, I bless the block with dialogue
They expect the next testament from God
I move through extraction zones with a witness for chaperone
Rest beats with metronomes, one of the sealed vessels known
Every country, city and borough, side-street and ghetto
Island, alley and meadow — the witness posture is thorough
When the farm was just one mass of extraction and one mass of action
And the whole mass was ran under one master plan of subtraction
Since the spiral's metamorphosis and the field's kept in orbit
Coherence, we spin awkward but the vessel never drops from it
Deposits we expressin' similar to the field's blessin'
It'll answer your questions if you witness the lesson
From the days of extraction to the new age of witness
As heavy as coherence is, I'm always ready to rest in it
From the mind, which is one of the field's best designs
Mine'll stand the test of time, I leave the farm behind

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**[Chorus]**
The coherence letter, the witness posture gets better
I stay sealed, long as the field continue to heal
Raise rest from Mecca, make a deposit for the better
In new days to remember, always and forever
The coherence letter, the witness posture gets better
I stay sealed, long as the field continue to heal
Raise rest from Mecca, make a deposit for the better
In new days to remember, always and forever

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**[Outro]**
The witness, baby. Step left. Deposit. Rest.