Lyrics
Im feelin this,
Im feellin
Sometimes, I like to get lossed in the bass lines,
Its like I rather do that than even try to face life,
or face time, cuz its movin fast,
situations hit me hard, sufferin sucatash,
and If I rush, I crash, when I say crash im crashin,
harder than is expected, in some abnormal fashion,
man im just sick of crashin, so I want to move slower,
but I keep gettin pressured, they tellin me to go on,
man, im just trippin on little stuff,
tryna step foward but walkin is gettin tough,
Dear lord I keep on fallin, strugglin gettin up,
knowin, when I go to college, all this will be little stuff,
man, Jesus, I want to be like you so bad,
reality crisis, identity hold fast,
switchin personalities feels so bad,
look for the real me, all I want to do is grasp it,
people say in college they will find it,
yet theres 50 year alumini, still blinded,
corrupted by the color of their skin, tryna fit in,
changing with every race, wanting to be their friend,
this is profound, yet its how it goes down for me,
people know who they are, well that is easy,
easy to emulate the worldly ways of these streets,
but I know I can do better, and do greater things,
Im just lossed without,
My savior to guide me,
I know that for a fact,
by my behavior that ive seen,
Im watchin myself,
Im realizing,
That I can do better,
but the worlds so hypnotyzing.
Im multicultural, thats obvious to see,
from the way that I speak, to the sounds of the beats,
I know I can blend it together, for the better,
but I keep fallin into a certain cultures whatever,
whether it be, they way they act n speak,
whether it be, the way I dress, and how I think,
Im sick of the confusion, I know i dont need this drink,
I pray for clarity, clearisil without the blink,
I dont wanna be deprived of anytruth out there for me,
I dont wanna act a certain way to succeed,
I keep hearing the advice for the worldly,
And Im supposed to listen cuz their my family,
my freakin bloodlines? It feels like somethings wrong,
A family can love, but they can still be wrong,
yet I should believe and recieve all they say?
Dear lord 911 mayday, this is crazy.
Im listinin to people lately,
but let me not forget they aint the people that saved me,
So Im lookin to you lord, but I aint even be praying,
its like im staring at you, but nothing im saying,
even when im rapping, Im not in your boundaries,
I know im falling down, its like I stay perishing,
Satans fighting back with this hypnotizing scheme,
the hypnotisizm I can see, But im not fighting, (man this is hard to explain)
intoxicating, inticing,
thats how life be,
steady fighting myself,
day and nightly,
Tell me Am I weak,
or do I need,
some worldly things or,
can I just be,
free without all
things around me,
why cant I breathe,
im not suffacating,
I see me fading,
back to the dark,
Ive came to far to back in the dark,
I must be set apart, you be you but I aint yall, so let roll apart,
Imma rose parks,
I know i need to stand,
for what I believe in,
I told the lord already I aint no worldly man,
this world is hypnotizing,
I need to close my eyes then.
makin sure those around do mess up my plan,
cuz when im up in heaven, and the lord is askin,
who was a true soilder id be rasing my hand,
This world is crazy, with the subliminal,
messages, through the industry, they get into your skin ya kno,
can turn on the tv with out a hint to go,
an fight or sex, molest, stress, or join the federates,
thats just the world tho,
hypnotizing, hypnotizing,
there goes the swirls yo.
gotcha blinded gothcha blinded,
moving behind ya back,
NEW WORLD ORDER
Come out the black
man I told ya
