its about our nation, and what it metaphorically does to other (smaller) countries and nations.
underground ish.
i consider myself a floet...
because i write poems and i flow...
this is just really for fun...
and i do this also to make me
feel better about certain situations.
Story behind the song
i just looked at all this political stuff (my dad watches a lotta cnn) and im like wtf... so here it is.
Lyrics
I begin to speak cleanly
As I tango with the inner me
This inner chi builds up in my body
Forming a yin and yang effect
In the simplest aspect
We project in forms of metaphors
And we let em know
What we see through our kaleidoscopes
Watch them linger and grope and
At time we hope
For the worst
Spectating all the innocence
Hit the dirt
Rising our status as the sinful first
And once we figure out the quotient
We become omniscient and overly potent
Attitude’s dirty like plaque on teeth, just so you could notice
Now focus in on the sweetness that caused these cavities
All this animosity, we astonish thee, oh so carefully
That the giver and recipient both wear rubbers
To cover up the wrinkles
That are stagnant
It takes a lifetime to practice
Dictate just like the middle axis
The history we abolish and recreated
Blemished the leaves on trees and separated
Negated the famish in the world
And poverty survived
Revived the barbaric times and preached for sublime minds
Chorus:
Sadly enough... were known for the hatred we made its...
Ultimately who we are
Washed off the shores from the
Coast with our tidal waves
And only we were alive, we searched for others
In the many days
In which we became full of sorrow
Later, we found out that we’re just hollow
Looking confused as if we didn’t know about our flaws though
Reconsidered the tragic events
It’s like we forget, but in our heads, we knew how well we played pretend
Descend once again
Trying to re-establish ends
For centuries we’re believed to be
The most perfect and yet imperfect simultaneously
It took tough times to arrange the high blatancy
But we, took it the next level, the next plateau
It hurt people so much to let em know
How slow their lives
Were about to finish
Smile like the grinch cause its time to celebrate
It miss-functions cerebral predicates
You bend the crate, we set it straight
Then weep you off the pages of history
It seems all bliss to me
The beautifully jealous orbic flowers
Jutting difference between the sweat and the sour
Chorus:
Sadly enough, we’re known for the hatred we made its...
Ultimately who we are.
