I scribble on these lines and never elevate
Or in a elevator thinkin God had made me levitate
Circle circumstances in a stance like Im free to lie
And use propellers as my wings to fly, if theyre free to buy
Never cross my mind, Im free to die
Guess freedoms still alive
I left a key in the ignition, waitin for someone to drive
On a lonely road with some friends that I think I know
On a stroll
Wheels could only spin if rubber covers chrome
If rubber wouldve lasted, they probably wouldnt be alive
Lookin through the lens, and Gandhis glasses on my eyes
Woah, passion was the answer, turn my lowest to my highs
Talkin to a friend thats known to live beyond the skies
Fools covered with jewels, many are payable
Ive never put a dollar bill in the hand of a wolf
Im colder than a top of the stove, click-click
I dont take too much to notice the times, tick-tick
Society depictin the image that chopped off slave hands
In Babylon, these level Jezebel for a record deal
Persecuting population, mental slavin TV station
Depravity, sociability for Instagram likes
Manipulation corrupt the nation
Prophets pockets, solicitation
And Im just tryna clear the speculation
Free my soul
Government funding costs that cost us sickness in famine
Depictin a land thatll give you prescriptions and hand em
Use the grace from what you had or what they want you to want
Havin s3x with commercials and internet scenes pull a scene from your eye
Marketing schemes that sell you products, which appeal you but kill you
Makin fiends from soda cans, contain what isnt meant to entertain
The inhumane manipulate the human brain and leave us lost
Lost inside a chosen planet
When the angels panic, but the halos shinin
With the youngins handin a weapon tuned and blasted, pow-pow
Sacred geometry crafted the pot they cooked the crack in
Were lost inside a chosen planet
Where the souls in transit, and my mind withstands it
Everyone has the answers so no ones askin questions
They look familiar to the Pharisees
Fair to say were pretty far away from the truth
Especially that everything is distorted by a ripe fruit
In its nice suit
Tryna find a light but its night too
Too dark in a lighthouse
Youre not aware of about what these likes do
Im hangin from a ceiling fan wonderin why the Earth spins
Droppin from the top of it, comparing to the worlds end
Im tryna to find myself in my position , is it non-existent?
I just want to share a couple words and hopefully youll listen
You created me in a binary, luminary
A visionary, revolutionary, its gettin scary
Astrology, theology , anthropology, psychology
Numerology, sociology and philosophy
In between the seed of being born and how I die
Im just tryin to reach my people with the music that I write
And the stories thatI tell, too many stories being told
Too many records being sold but there aint nothin for the soul
Find out why after 50,000 years of law. We are what we are during the long period of evolution. We are the most primitive prey to the highly sophisticated brain that we have. Knowledge, incident, so-called evolution. One where we are still what we are; primitive, psychological, hated, violent, superstitious, killing each other. Accepting one authority after another. Surely, no divine hand in folded this society. Society is put together by each one of us through our violence, through our pleasure, through our fears and beliefs and dogmas. Through our search for security and family and the community. We have created this society, each one of us, and there is no question about that. We have made this society
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