Yo the world look crazy from up here man, Everybody listening now right?
I'm Live? I'm on the air? I'm live? hmm...
I'ma just lay it down man that's what it is (Harlem/G.I. Joe)
From New York to the slums of L.A. This economy don't guarantee pay, Legally bleeding polluted air that we breethin' Our people on the block plottin and schemin' This country produces, backward bastards Even got Indian kids thinkin' they fascists Media only reports after it crashes Cut classes to watch the ignorance of the masses And then they blame movies and video games When the actions of a nation influence our brain They call our generation insane For the simple fact that we express our pain A hypocritical title, but since anti depressants make me suicidal I guess anything goes, you can advertise cancer, They'll never learn, as long as you got the right corporate law firm, But I burn systems, turn players to burn victims Why did you even pick them? I sick 'em with the sickness when I spit this That you come with last rights in the witness Immortal I speak old school truth with the quickness.
Whatchu gon' say to the world when you Live? You can't keep smokeless fire bottled inside, Everyone in the world claimin' they right, But if they put it on their life they probably die.
They asked me to tone it down 'cause this for the kids Did some have realer life than you ever lived? If you doubt me, go ahead look in my eyes And ima show you truth, when its reflecting alive Faster, smarter, stronger, Ima hurt you Forget rap, the whole culture going commercial Body snatcher industry, that'll convert you People with no altar, that'll pervert you Artists worst than fake gangsters, they no good Blame publicists, and then come to the hood Ask 'em to help the ghetto, see them run Drive through it quicker than O.J. or Scott Peterson I complete the contest, Technique is conquest Violent aggression, with the aura of calmness I speak from the heart, rip speakers apart I'm the dude that'll rip you, right off the peak of the charts The art of my life, how could you ever criticize? Something that you never civilized? Sit on the side, before I reach deep down and spit on your pride 'Cause I'm talkin' to the world on the air and I'm LIVE
Whatchu gon' say to the world when you Live? You can't keep smokeless fire bottled inside, Everyone in the world claimin' they right, But if they put it on their life they probably die.
Whatchu going to say to the world when you Live? You can't keep smokeless fire bottled inside Everyone in the world claimin' they right But if they put it on their life they probaby die...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
