Miles They say we're miles away from the days they used to lie in wait Snake around in the high grass But, you know what I've found? They say they moved out But they still around and they move even stronger now All in plain sight Their Stone Mountains, false idols And town halls are still standing Implanted in your point of view Wrapped around the words you use [Hook: Franklin James Fisher] When your [?] sands are running out They tell you slow down If you want cooperation All they do is hold out
One hand wash the other, they both wash the face Cеntrifugal force and inertia keep evеrything in its place Slowly, spinning in space, speeding, lead foot on the brakes Metal face, cheating's just how you play Strange ways Monopoly, Candy Land, Life's just a game Count your money at the end bro On one hand count your friends Ghosts float up out the morgue cold Come get your meds Babylon System is the vampire, wants you to let him in Police at the door knocking again and again Claws rattling, delicate as roaches' wings Sweet saccharine, dopamine pour out the screens Distant gunfire crackling, the whole thing cracking at the seams Single action, casket, pressed and steamed The machine is self cleaned The nightmare is, you in somebody's dream
Funny thing about that, look at anybody laugh In the past, ain't never been a right time When the truth come down like the light They gon' shine up in your face You better clock it with your third eye All these niggas want to get into the game Just to bounce they heads and move they feet and It's all good till the blue light flash And they snatch your ass and stomp on beat and As the white folk watch they holdin' They told the folk they'll rise and fight back But the rats and snakes about to hold our general control The stakes are hijacked [?] the music gonna come round In other word I never done it from behind Don't preach or teach or judge police [?] your mind if you don't bite back
When your [?] sands are running out They tell you slow down If you want cooperation All they do is hold out If the whole world is drowning, man They'd let us all drown And they turned it on you Hey
All in all, it's the same condition Coming 'round that you can't erase You're reaching out to the undead hand that you relied to police your place, yeah Rather do what's wrong cause you know what's right [?] that you had to face But when the screen goes dark and the sound is cut There's nothing left but your work and the sound of a clock stopping
[?] shadows and the noise It's closing in, it's closing in Bite back the hand that feeds you if it's poison Bite back the hand that feeds you if it's poison
I'm laying low, I'm Chrissy Dorner Boarding up my apartment I'm soldiering as a soda[?] There's mortars up in the [?] Coroners got the target Marjorie needs a harvest If home is where the heart is I'm blowing it up regardless Police got me surrounded My truth is living proof These pigs know how I live The noose is in the booth These fascists [?] [?] is what they do The music I was [?] [?]
All in all, it's the same condition Coming 'round that you can't erase You're reaching out to the undead hand that you relied to police your place, yeah Rather do what's wrong cause you know what's right [?] that you had to face But when the screen goes dark and the sound is cut There's nothing left but your work and the sound of a clock stoppingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
