Hook: (x2) The more I look around the more it hurts My livelihook is poisoned my works Fall on deaf ears a messenger bringer With a foreign face and Tongue and Slightly Twisted view of this time and space Space cadet ace Reporting from base The water hasn’t a taste The time and the place The paper, the chase the race Again
Verse 1: Manifestation, reva-lation-lution Retro-bution solution My people are poor community war What’s the rivalry for? The poor can’t afford Self genocide Help ’em aside He’s on your side of the fight Yep, but unfortunatley Unproportionately out of order We have kaos Kaos to order they’re closing the border It’s a flip of the quarter For the players, existing in this game I’m sensing a change That all will come to pass Then a movement of the mass But who am I to tell on who will prevail And who’s fail and who in the hell Are you going to tell? You’re new to the trail Your doomed to sail Away Keep watching your backs And cover your tracks Get up on the facts and relax And as the dust settles another one bites He fights but he lost his life device He’s iced my advice Don’t play unless you plan to pay the price
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The more I look around the more it hurts (x5) I quiety go berserk when I work Hoping to find that part of my mind That’s mostly confine and blind Yes pure and refined Untampered with time Subliminal sublime The criminal’s crime I reach and climb I keep it refined I speak and I grind Away Keep watching your back and cover your tracks Get up on the facts and relax And as the dust settles another one bites He fights but he lost his life device He’s iced my advice Don’t play unless you plan to pay the price
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We all hurt sometimes. don’t we? We all get hurt sometimes. don’t we? We all laugh sometimes. don’t we? We often pass the time. don’t we? We all get mad sometimes. don’t we? We all can flash at times. can’t we? Have some piece of mind? Don’t we need to seize the time? don’t we? Life is fucked up But it can be Some people just lucked up Because they can see The shit is chaotic in disguise Guns and narcotics for or demise And don’t forget the lies They pump you with I rise to the occasion without a scratch or abrasion Just a hop, skip, and jump Away from a rock hit and a drunk No loitering here Aye y’all can’t hang out after dark here Excuse me sir but you can’t park here! I mean tell your dogs that they can’t bark here I mean the world is moving baby But you gotta just hold on But sometimes you can’t just hold on You gotta just let it go Let, let, let, let, let it goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
