Evolution Fight (Explicit)

歌詞

While optimists dream I weave my life with esteem In and out of what's logic, shit ain't quite what it seems I pause, soaking in applauds and criticism I crack a smile basking my flaws in cynicism But i'm still searching for them happy days And for a fresh start i'm cutting my hair but not my nappy ways Its kinda hard fucking with so many faces And trying to have our music touch oh so many bases Places embracing us when we not home with pen arms or clench fist trust We're rocking on Living this moment of truth being is relevant Divine timing this beat must be heaven sent Locked in the room for days So i can write this I'm solitudes best friend for now though i might just stab 'em in the back Open up my door Go and buy a TV, so i can watch the war Maybe not i think rather chill and smoke And just be with my thoughts and perhaps some hope While on a quest for green i gotta pay the rent Still i'm trying to make A dollar outta what makes sense I'm on quest for green cuz i gotta pay the rent Still i'm trying to make A dollar outta what makes sense cuz Baby boomer aging Hormone raging kids they all adore this hip hop Red yellow black caucasian latin asian what are we fighting for Its war outside i'm trying to keep my head up to the sky Before it falls all on my head then i can't cope that's why Even if i get the fortune and fame I'm a prey in this game 1980 baby crazy aborting the lame Open future it's wide-open stay on my toes Some are fragile i'm agile aiming at foes Those cowardly man They ruling with an iron hand and they got power to swing and strike a Godly plan Oh tell me why the church of the pope they lie If i controlled gas you know john paul'll fry He's mixing church with the state confusing the masses Then sell that religion as water in half glasses Aids in africa the children are dying Billion dollar budget conquer mars who's flying Oh shit better yet who's spying Can you see the peeping tom on earth when he's eyeing pluto Jupiter In the age of neptunes we hop to the beat Street leap gimme leg room I need to maneuver back to my roots Speak food for thought mind obese from the fruit Loop over and over this life that i sample Pop goes the world make moves now gamble life on a roll I write this as i mold Hope to translate experiences Mics will behold a new world order Same sex marriage White mans plight on pause might perish Honey roasted lies No grams of carbohydrates Look slanted eyes Surprise A shitty mind state Control the nation With the amber alerts The Elderly are going berserk The medicine hurts Too much Money exchanges the hand of pharmaceuticals The Rates going up It fucked Sitting in cubicles Emotional bombs are ready to launch They ripping apart The fabric that make who we are It tears Much too easily We fornicated our morals uh huh Fuck the deity Its anal or its oral Watch the skies that we scrape with buildings Stuff the Ritalin down the throats of children it real Check ya order in this fast food nation I got Iraq war the game for PlayStation Check ya order in this fast food nation I got Iraq war the game for PlayStation