Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pedantic, artist - Sho Baraka. Album song The Narrative, Volume 2 - Pianos & Politics, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.07.2017
Record label: Humble Beast
Song language: English
Pedantic |
If you don’t read the newspaper, you are uninformed |
If you do read it, you are misinformed |
What is the long-term effect of too much information? |
Information, information, I just need some information |
I been dying, I been dying, is it lack of education? |
I’ve been reading, I’ve been reading without any transformation |
I’m addicted, I’m addicted, is it overstimulation? |
Hello bro, I should be confessing that I am broke |
I lust to be right but admitting I’m wrong |
I am slow, I got a lot that I know but um… I don’t grow |
I don’t get information for my soul, it’s for my foe |
Is there anything holy or anything sacred? |
Do we demonstrate joy? |
Do we demonstrate patience? |
Is there damage we do with this misinformation? |
Is a gun and a bullet the only form of hatred? |
When I say persecution, we ain’t talkin' 'bout no violence, dude |
What they really wanna do is try to silence you |
I believe the best of my values and ethics |
But my cynicism tells me that your values are reckless |
Information, information, I just need some information |
I been dying, I been dying, is it lack of education? |
I’ve been reading, I’ve been reading without any transformation |
I’m addicted, I’m addicted, is it overstimulation? |
Where’s the movement? |
Somebody please point me towards the movement |
I was told that you were the ones I should be cool with |
But when they act foolish, who calls them out on their bullsh--- |
Bruh, you cannot disagree with the cool kids |
This is how they get down, oh, it’s how we get down |
What I gotta do just to prove I’m in the in-crowd |
I know my value, I might be small but fame is fickle |
They might be bigger, I am a dime, they are a nickel |
What’s the value of grace when sin is cheap? |
I learn the value of silence when fools speak |
In a culture of speed, they will judge you when you’re slow |
Oh, let me guess: this is stuff that you already know |
We live in a society now where it’s just first, who cares? |
Get it out there, we don’t care who it hurts |
We don’t care who we destroy |
We don’t care if it’s true |
Just say it, sell it! |
Anything you practice you’ll get good at including BS |
Information, information, I just need some information |
I been dying, I’ve been dying, is it lack of education? |
I’ve been reading, I’ve been reading without any transformation |
I’m addicted, I’m addicted, is it overstimulation? |
Tell me, tell me who you listen to |
Tell me, tell me who you listen to |
Bad stories tell lies |
Good stories tell truth |
Bad stories tell lies |
Reading Ralph Ellison slap-boxing with relevance |
Sick of the prejudice but what is the medicine? |
I read every book, I followed their artists |
And I updated my look and I aim for new targets |
And I laugh at their jokes, I flatter the smartest |
And I covered their secrets, I learned in the darkness |
And I sat with the brave, I heard of their pain |
I ran in their lanes, I spoke of their names |
I visit their chains, I study my heroes |
I call them my tutors, I learn their maneuvers |
Avoided their flaws and ran into new ones |
I screamed and I marched, I read what they taught |
I tallied their loss, I counted the cost |
I spoke and I fought |
Shame my oppressors, I practice the message |
I loathe my aggressors, I met with the restless |
I felt so impressive, I learned and I listened |
I spoke against systems, I claimed altruism |
I had information but did I have wisdom? |
You heard me? |
Does that make sense? |
Pianos and Politics |