Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Carousel , by - The Procussions. Song from the album 5 Sparrows for 2 Cents, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.05.2006
Record label: The Procussions
Song language: English
Carousel |
| With the force of an active chief with mob boss apathy |
| This urban city sprawl into a Bob Ross masterpiece |
| Opportunities calls lost music industry fast asleep |
| Our community calls for unity in these backward streets |
| Reverse hustle words muffled by the corporate monster |
| The verse muscle the worst of them without a corporate sponsor |
| Why we storing bombs for future nuclear engagements |
| Our city’s armed for war and in my backyard is were their tanks sit |
| Dominating I’m awaiting our common denominating |
| Calm but I’m debating why these arms of ours are found of hating |
| These limbs lethal dosage these grins leave us hopeless |
| These rims keep us focused children eat and sleep with roaches |
| Abnormal abdominal pain you just have to add this corn meal to your chronicle |
| pain |
| Illustrated for a comical gain my biological frame |
| Used illogical for economical reign terminology is not for the plain |
| We are being used and coming out our mommas in vain |
| Remember that part in the Matrix where they were farming for brains |
| And you think that’s just a movie |
| That metaphor it moved me get it before you loose speed |
| And head into war with a loose seed |
| Spawning a new greed the calling of a new breed |
| Crawling from deep inside the walls in which you bleed |
| Somebody get me off of this thing |
| I really want to get up off of this sing |
| I can’t see it I’m lost on this thing |
| I gotta find a way to get off of this thing |
| Somebody get me off of this thing |
| I really want to get up off of this sing |
| I can’t see it I’m lost on this thing |
| I gotta find a way to get off of this thing |
| Lost in a transmission of a rerun, channel zero for documentories |
| Of child heroes, a motivational evil on a podium |
| Headspin on a sandpaper linoleum floor |
| Similar friction making a way for a war |
| Give your money to the rich take it away from the poor |
| Nobody knocked before that battering ram shattered the door |
| Lookin like «what you mad at me for?» |
| A better question is that gun you waiving at me my protection or yours |
| Innocent die from a probable cause character flaw |
| On a sketch pad, the trigger happy families sad |
| Life spinning out of remote control |
| Watch a murderer kill washing his hands before he washes his soul |
| And the leaders turn the truth into an awful joke |
| Making a profit off the words that a prophet spoke |
| Liquor drops on the floor where the baby bottle broke |
| And inside of the mother’s coat medicine without a doctors note |
| A fire started in a strawberry field |
| Pop culture imitated in pop warner they pop pills |
| Outside at a bus stop nickolodeon backdrop |
| Double dare on a sesame street, sound of a gunshot |
| Flares for nitelites scattered bullets for lullibyes |
| Symphony of the chaotic soundtrack of the frontlines |
| Heavy metal elevator music to cloud nine |
| Revoloutionary radiohead trip enjoy the ride |
| Hook- |
| Somebody get me off of this thing |
| I really wanna get up off of this thing |
| I can’t see and I’m lost on this thing |
| I gotta find a way to get off of this thing |