Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It Just Is , by - Dälek. Song from the album Asphalt for Eden, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.04.2016
Record label: Profound Lore
Song language: English
It Just Is |
| Never the optimist |
| I opt to walk with fist clenched |
| Devilish ideas permeate room like burnt incense |
| At four decks, some might consider a career finished |
| 'Nuff frustration in these veins for infinite writtens |
| I’m just beginning |
| This path has always felt more of a mission |
| Misguided adults pretending to have answers for seeds |
| On the real B, they shittin' |
| Only lesson I’ve learnt? |
| Nobody listens |
| And that’s a shame considering caliber content already witnessed |
| Taste forever shifting as existence is subjective |
| Most will miss the message |
| But it’s there in every sentence |
| Hope to raise a generation of questions |
| A full brigade of dissension |
| Expect to endure lifetimes of tensions |
| My heroes are barely mentioned |
| And perhaps obscurity is where I’m destined |
| But while I’m here I continue to speak in absence of fear |
| Formulating ideas indifferent to social norms |
| Willing to explore more |
| Consider yourselves warned! |
| It ain’t gon' be alright |
| We ain’t gon' win |
| There ain’t no happy ends |
| There just is |
| What we have is the haves and the have-nots |
| The beefs and the gunshots |
| The good and the bad thoughts |
| What brought us here to hear has been drowned out by a cacophony of fear |
| What’s stopping we is fear |
| Left with a million I’s helplessly watching |
| Denying our subconscious |
| Fuck sparring, we born boxing |
| These toxic levels of discourse |
| Leaves us with no recourse |
| We forced to those shadows that whisper our names |
| Perhaps we are all the same |
| But somehow it seems some are just seedier |
| Systematic lack of compassion towards the needier |
| We are so enamored with that illusion of freedom |
| Mistook that asphalt for Eden |
| Odds are even that we all leave not breathing |
| Without an ounce of true meaning |
| Once we gone, ain’t nobody grieving |
| Sunrise, sunset |
| Change seasons |
| Just cause |
| No rhyme |
| No reasons |
| It ain’t gon' be alright |
| We ain’t gon' win |
| There ain’t no happy ends |
| There just is |
| There just is |
| There just is |
| There just is |