It's like
It's all recycled
Déjà vu
Spin it back another cycle
Again
All this hype over nothing
Nothing comes of nothing
I'm sick of all this nothing
It's like your not living
If you ain't showing off
But they ain't got no substance
Long them off
It's all a charade
Go take the costumes off
They ain't making no sense
Switch them off
It's like a false competition
Nobodies a winner
If no one's willing to listen
Still tripping
Fingers crossed
Impossible game
Odds stacked against us
Still vying for fame
It ain't the same
It's too mad out on the road
Grey hairs, wrinkles
Stories that we told
Feeling old
Sitting home, worry like my mother
Worry about my wife
And my sister and all my brothers...
So what's
Really real
Is the world really evil
Or are we just really ill
Man I feel
Just like a kid playing run outs
Make it home safe
Where these guys
Are pulling guns out
In this place
Where these guys
Are pulling knives out
It's too hard to be good
And sort our lives out
To hard to be honest
And get ahead now
So we die by the sword
Too many dead now
I always side stepped the pavement
Kept it on the humble
Not involved
I mind my parents
No warrants
Stay off the roads
Don't watch appearance
Can't have my mum
Reporting my disappearance
Forget it
Got fooled once
Can't fool me twice
Eyes in the back of my head
For men & mice
Roll the dice
Stack the odds
Learn, live or die
Nightmares and dreams
Of a hood Good guy
Wonder why
Still wondering why
People died for the privilege
For us to walk free
Through the village
Now it's finished
Because the money got us twisted
Can't see that were gifted
Different
Can't see that were drifting
Missing
Can't see that were caught up
Slipping
Can't see that the games all poison
The food's all poison
The air's all poison
It's poison
But we ain't really watching that
We ain't really worried
We just watching on the apple mac
We ain't really thinking
We ain't thinking
About the thinking cap
We ain't really bothered
We're just in it
For the joke and that
Worry about it later
That's the attitude
How long
Before we overstand the magnitude
How far will it go
Is this for real dude
It never ceases to amaze
The evil people do...
While good men do nothing
I wonder why we're standing by
Wonder why my people cry
Wonder why we're stuck
In this illusion of reality
But the rent's due
No time for philosophy
In these times
Of orchestrated poverty
Planned obsolescence
Equalities a novelty
One people under the sun
That concept's never lost on me
Still surrounded by zombies
So forget a FTSE 100
Man are on the road
They're making moves
They're making hundreds
Man are on the road
Making mistakes
And making blunders
Judge in the court
With a face like thunder
Crime and time
Which one's the enemy
Trying to figure who's a foe
Who's a friend to me
Trying to figure where to start
And when's the end for me
Still out here fishing
Merrily
Merrily
PEACE LOVE & PEOPLE POWER!
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