Lyrics State of the Union, Pt. II - Marlon Craft

State of the Union, Pt. II

They say don’t throw stones if you live in a glass home
But America is house, time we
And rebuilt from the bone, destruction’s irredeemable
Try and stay away from the thought that it’s undefeatable
Yeah, 'cause that’s what evil do
Choke you to the point where shit so bad it don’t seem real to you
Create the pain and profit from its relieveance
The pills violence, the pursuit of money and achievement
Ain’t a Heaven and Hell guy, but like to think that there be
Consequences when you make all of your money off of demons
But it seem in this land that’s what gets the most applause
Manipulating each other just to get the most of flaws
Our empathy rarely extend beyond what we can see
On that, «it ain’t real if it ain’t happen to me»
If passion could breathe, it be in the ICU
'Less it live somewhere where all the hospital beds was used
Asked 'em 'bout a vaccine, they said, «My body, my choice»
And Texas outlawed our women’s rights, same dudes lookin' like
Somebody bodied they voice, soon I ain’t hear a peep
Every time them wolves come around I ain’t hear a sheep
And every so called progressive treat Democratic presidencies
Like eight years asleep, I’m just saying shit’s weak
It’s like this shit is just a movie, want your good guy to win
But he got in, couldn’t name the good your good guy done did
They say you know who someone really is you get 'em near the edge, well
Look at our border, you’ll find our countries soul there
Look around at people determined to keep control
When they ain’t ever even had it in a place that’s never known fair
Body cams serve as proof of the audacity
Mass shooting casualties, accepted mad casually
Civilian deaths don’t matter at home or abroad
machines, who the drones really are
It ain’t a system if one guy can stop it
Average Joe getting fucked by while Biden watches
Them student loans the ropes around pockets
Pay to learn to be in debt while the wealthy guys profit
Yeah, hypocrisy, monotony
Every race judge each other, but all agree on misogyny
Internet revolutionary, shooting off technology
Act like a fraud soon as you try to affect policy
Yeah, whole generation
Of look at me, I read Marx, but work for a corporation
Everything performative, I ain’t different
I sit on the left, but got way more to give, 'stead I’m taking my first
«I'm not broke» checks to buy throwback jerseys that we just couldn’t
Afford as kids, my inner child tryna be glorious, too
Just like you, my trauma hurts, we all damaged goods
But I’m just saying there’s a lot that if we can, we should
Got us to conflate mass production with quality
And fame with validation, they like, «If e’rybody ain’t
Love it, they wouldn’t make it,» nah, it’s that they know
Love it or not that you gonna take it, 'cause only ego is sacred to you
Live on its flimsy branches, but don’t really know all of the
Roots of your behaviour, do you?
And most is corporate
Spokespeople, they just say shit through you
People lying on toxic shit they ain’t do to influence you and get paper through
you
Yeah, underneath the hatred, who you?
It ain’t so hard to pronounce a pronoun, dawg
We ain’t know then what we know now, dawg
focus on what you like yo' ass called
At the same time acting like them changes gon' be profound
When ain’t a verb in sight, 'cause it’s amateur night
And only shit that’s turning pros now is more things, more things
More stars, more rings, lot of empty gestures
You had some values when youse young, lot of empty nesters
Lot of 'let's be better’s,' but a lot of 'let's get these checks first'
Lot of attention seeking disguised as hefty efforts
Lot of diamond chains disguised as hefty net worths
Lot of big chested dudes behind desks who forgot the leg work
We all gon' be revealed eventually
Little time to fix it all, we in need of centuries
Rather smile in the fire than languish in levity
Acceptance not the enemy, fighting is longevity
Win or lose for skeptics, we just be letting we go
Try and be the version of me that’s for us
'Cause living in them shallow waters lead to a mistrust
Yeah, healing’s not a feeling, it’s a process
Progress not an object, it’s a concept
Humanity’s a conscience, not a contest
It’s time we confess, 'cause they been putting
On a show and we been on set from the onset
But smiling in the face of woe and keep going’s all we gon'
Get for catharsis, and that’s enough, trust me
To make it underneath all of the fear where the love be
That’s where I’m tryna go, and I’d love company
So whatever feel inevitable in this young country
We still got a choice, you still got a voice
Time to change them trophies that they still tryna hoist
Going down swinging on me, and you can’t go down living
So I’ma live until the end
Even if I got no say in when, I got the how and you won’t find that
On the fence, you won’t find that on the fence, ma’fucker, no
Ain’t a big God guy, but if she exists
And was tryna teach us 'bout us, we’re more perfect than this
As we prioritise BAND-AIDs for ourselves and next of kin
Instead of tryna heal world wounds that a generation’s in
This COVID here to stay, 'cause all we think about is me
And can’t envision global community
Our demise will be that failure, thinking we can hoard science
Our inaction is action, thinking we can ignore violence
A team only as good as it’s twelfth man’s health
And we been raping and pillaging our bench for centuries
Welcome to the repercussions, possibly the one, and we
Finger-pointing to avoid that we are all enemies
What if instead of pretending, we
Harnessed that fight and that fuel to be all that we pretend to be
There’ll always be waiting if you waiting 'til you ready, B
I’m looking in the mirror like, «When you gon' set you free?»