Genre: Hip Hop-Rap
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I'm one of many in this nation one of many in this worldstuck to my ideals trying to get a feel for this will I wield and my shield used to protect and reflect from these creatures that try to infect these notions full of disrespect please inject me with a chemical to make my brain numb dumb to the pries into our lives to control us through lies so I can refrain from conversation with inner self to help with conservation of my inner health we all play the hand that's dealt but my lucks drained strained from the days of pain that changed the ways that I choose to relate to these clouds of acid rain who's to blame a game played by brains cause i'm the only one that nurtures the existence of these thoughts that leave me estranged sometimes I hate that I know the answer to that accountability adds up as it continues to stack the weight ready to break me but I can never look back although ignorance is bliss I would rather know the facts (Chorus) Lost in this life searching for the right path but the eyes can't see the light when you look back best believe that this life won't let you lose track but sometimes it seems that it's just too hard to adapt Resistance is key killing me to be feeling the full effect of the steps that I take upon this trek I inspect the depth of regret rather than forget the dark times signs that life chose to put me in check out of balanced feeling challenged by my beliefs so I release a piece of me on unique beats that bring out the beast in me frequently exposed to the subjective views of those who don't know anything outside of the life that they really don't think they chose we think we know what we want but we know what we need but we don't want what we need till we bleed priorities overtly orbiting over the future self image played and suckered by the gimmicks here's comes another cynic out of the mental health clinic looking stressed depressed and confessed that he's truly finished with a diminished state of mind trying to find what he left behind but that's when he realized there's no such thing as time (Chorus) |
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As you can tell I know f**k all about hip-hop so apologies if this is complete rubbish:-))
Good track though - and I like the sudden ending as well!
Phil
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