Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tumultu, artist - Mogli the Iceburg.
Date of issue: 21.04.2017
Song language: English
Tumultu |
2017 and the earth is filled with violence |
Turmoil creepin in the mindstate |
The media been tryin to start a race war |
While the rich still unaffected by the crime rate |
Irate citizens are in the street demanding change |
But none of us agree on what to change to |
Im sittin here just plottin on a move while the fam |
Steady prayin that this industry don’t change you |
And I ain’t finna compromise nothin |
People said I’m switchin sides but yall frontin |
Homie you don’t really know my heart |
This my work and I’ma do this thing with all my might |
Boy thats on my life |
You don’t like the things I’m sayin in my music |
You don’t have to listen when I’m speakin on it |
If I’m promising you one thing that you can expect from me |
I guarantee you I’mma always keep it honest |
Yeah, Indie tribe you know we’ve been up on it yeah |
Chewin up every single opponent, yeah |
But who’s my competition but my brothers |
Jealousy has gotten into me comparing me to another |
When I see their accomplishments and accolades |
I get jaded but I keep it hidden from my face |
Cause I don’t want the world to see me as I really am |
A self-righteous hypocrite thats always throwin shade, yeah |
On January first of every year I open up my bible |
And I always say I’m gonna talk to God more |
By January fifth I hit Leviticus |
And then I start to question everything that I believe in God for |
By January 10th I put it down |
And drown in doubt I’m down and out |
Convinced that I have fallen out of grace now |
Then I remember when You showed my Your face |
The world is hungry for Your love and I’ve been runnin in place |
So now I’m askin for Your help to get me back in this race |
And I’mma speak my testimony just to give em a taste |
Of what Your freedom really like before I hear it’s too late |
Cause I got homies droppin dead from all these pills that they take |
Ayo this thing an epidemic you can’t fathom the rate |
And all rappers on the radio stay movin that weight |
And I won’t hesitate to call you out when I know you’re fake |
That goes to Future Juicy J and all the rest of you lames, yeah |
If I had started making music just so I could get wealthy |
I’d have gone to law school so Donald Trump would expel me |
Then I’d sue the government in hopes that it would propel me |
On my Zach De La Rocha, I won’t do what you tell me |
Got a lot of hatred in my heart I need y’all to help me |
I need you to pray for me, I need you to check me |
Cause when I see my sin as God does it wrecks me |
And I need that perspective up in my life to correct me |
If racism dead, why are churches segregated? |
This the land of the free |
But lead the world in incarcerated citizens |
With the minimum sentences |
Still a remnant of the thing we thought we changed with the 13th amendment |
We still growin, still movin |
We stay steady, we go through it |
We ain’t losin and y’all knew it |
Don’t see the world in the same way I used to |
The current state is tumultu |
(Splash into water) |
People say that drowning is actually a really peaceful way to die. |
It’s not difficult to see why. |
After the shock and hysteria passes, |
after fluids finally fill your lungs as you struggle to hold your breath, |
a certain serenity takes hold after you surrender. |
But you don’t die |
immediately, you become numb. |
And the longer that you’re under, the more you |
forget what could have been. |
And you lose perspective on what’s about to happen |