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Date of issue: 08.07.2021
Song language: English
ISO |
Do you know how much I put into this? |
Do you know? |
Everything |
The sacrifice is all I got |
It’s all love |
The sacrifice is all I need |
It’s what I want |
I fight the good fight while we battle in Babylon |
Build the foundation, turning doubters to tag-a-longs |
Feed the generations of your family from your catalog |
I indoctrinate them through the statements of this monologue |
Running in this marathon, putting in miles like Pelotons |
Tryna make it out the shallowest waters like pelicans |
Renaissance of the Avant Garde like Rembrandt |
For the duration of my stay I play by rules that I create |
My main objective: simplify the formula locked in my mind |
The more I search, the more I find, the elevated climb |
And common thoughts collected from this numb |
The pain ignore assumptions |
Can’t get lost in commentary or indulge unnecessarily |
Apparently we say perception’s realer than reality |
I’m following my path |
I’m in the valley of the mountain peak |
The journey that I’m on is self fulfilling, push it to the limit |
Put my all inside my art, I know I’ll make it God willing |
Feeling like I gave 'em too much, I hit the clutch |
Adjust, this a must, adapt, or you combust |
In these microwave times designed to make you rush |
Going nowhere in a hurry, yeah we constantly worry |
We treat attention like it’s currency, they eyes on me |
But really we inside a prison, it’s just commissary |
A life sentence isolated, watch your sanity leave |
That loneliness is what the vanity breeds |
I do believe |
They say we programmed, desensitized by traumas and pain |
Animals they hurt for profits, we just grazing the plains |
They looking at human beings as losses and gains |
Literal livestock, the goal to box us in and take us all out |
Money ain’t the root of evil, it’s the prerequisite for it |
Power can surely usurp it |
In lamer terms it all looks worthless |
It’s not working |
The current system we in is disrupting our purpose |
It’s harder to heal |
No, empathy is getting harder to feel |
Could make you molotov and the field |
And have yo' back against the wall with the steel |
To let it off at your will |
Inflicted pain you keep inside that you want others to feel |
Been crying out for years for help but there ain’t no one |
Feeling like I gave 'em too much, I hit the clutch |
Adjust, this a must, adapt, or you combust |
In these microwave times designed to make you rush |
Going nowhere in a hurry, yeah we constantly worry |
We treat attention like it’s currency, they eyes on me |
But really we inside a prison, it’s just commissary |
A life sentence isolated, watch your sanity leave |
That loneliness is what the vanity breeds |
I do believe |