Verse 1] Too much power in our hands Everything we do, we do for trend And the wicked ways that'll bring us to our end We sleep under the rug, just to come right back up again
[Verse 2] Hysteria is commonplace The whole world is just one click away Everybody speaks before they think The media feeds off judgement
[Verse 3] They would let our kind rot in the streets Even Uncle Sam won't guarantee That if you fight, you'll have a place to sleep Don't sound utopian to me
[Chorus] So Lord, don't rock the cradle And you better not rock the boat Any deviance of what's deemed woke Is sure to have us at your throat Words ain't worth a dime More like pennies in a well Better hope and wish 'til your last heard sin 'Cause copper don't spin in hell
[Verse 4] Well, they tried their best to raise us up To do your part and wait your turn 'Reckon schoolhouse rock just didn't work 'Cause our mama's seen it all Crash and burn
[Chorus] So Lord, don't rock the cradle And you better not rock the boat Any deviance of what's deemed woke Is sure to have us at your throat Words ain't worth a dime More like pennies in a well Better hope and wish 'til your last heard sin 'Cause copper don't spin in hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
