A rant about society and how poverty sometimes eats us.
Me and occasionally, another with the same vibe.
Trying to bring back real hip-hop to the mainstream and change people's minds about what should be making money...
Story behind the song
It's about all the things that we see and disregard in this world like it will never touch us, and how someday it's gonna hit people in the face, everything that's been going on under the radar.
And how people suffering it right now can save themselves.
It's all very condensed right now, I hope to upload another, fuller version.
Lyrics
I open my eyes and see a world of fear
Lies
Drugs
Money
No surprise we come this far, it ain’t funny anymore
I see a couple kids starving on a block
The 21st century and still only coming up with rocks
We can’t get by, no need to even try long
The 5-0 ready with the dark rugged stiff armor
To close us off at their heaven gates, city hall
Where rich men ball all day, its how the song say
I see more problems, that east way
I turn down
A man making his living against the hard cold ground
Head to the grind, what you gonna do
When this deadly urban disease comes for you
You know it’s the truth when you see what I’m saying
Like a hundred dead bodies all on the street praying
Eating, sleeping, ticking off their lives
Everyday life’s an illustration of a cause for genocide
Take a ride with me into pestilence, entropy
Men to be in nothing but a cemetery
Send to me
Your poor, your wicked, your struck down with sickness,
Your tired and your cold, but you can keep the richest
With an illness called greed, altogether incurable
We don’t tolerate the hands grubbing in my world
Or my vision, circumcise tide into state prisons
Wait, listen. You hear that sound? A slow symphony
Of people just want to be free, not limiting themselves
But can’t find the ingredients inside that will surely help
Delve deeper into the mind itself
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