Lyrics:
Aye what am I sitting here doing
Just waiting for some words to hit me and move me
Just trying to find a sick beat I’m improving
It’s gotta be
Simple emotion for the human animal we
Confronted something overwhelming the
Imminent threat
Of death in the form of wars, plagues
And natural
Disasters
about tryna stop me
'Cause I can't wait, I'm out the gate
On the for realer, a thrilla from a natural born killa
Gitchi gitchi ya ya, they call me
about tryna stop me
'Cause I can't wait, I'm out the gate
On the for realer, a thrilla from a natural born killa
Gitchi gitchi ya ya, they call me
brain
A world that's void of all the anguish and suffering, pain
Better tame your convictions before you go and open the cage
We're creating god,
world, mining extraction, purchases on the fucking mall
Violating human rights, privatizing means of life
Indigenous communities fighting for our legacy
singing the same damn song
I been reaching for growing
But i ain't ever said I'm grown
Cuz
I'm on a natural high
If you couldn't tell you just look in my
Habit thoughts of how we act and speak
Shape our world strong or weak
Trivial many or vital few
What we do TO others we do TO you too
What we do FOR
And the welfare's asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass
we got it, it's "Fuck the world" then
The haters in the past on my ass wanna come around like my ex-girlfriends
(Oh!), for the block I (Go)
For
the happiness we searching is the World we're creating da ba say,
Just praying for a better day, burning Babylon while I'm singing this song,
Every single time I
Extractive chaos, the earth is crying, raped by drills and dynamite
Dissolving matter, creating waste
Broken all our links with the natural world
Abundant
accountable for my own success
I must be open to feedback
I must be willing to seek help when needed
I must be willing to flee the comfort zone
I must be
Your waves gonna blow this world open
So keep going
And when you gone and shatter the mold
Your hard work could never get old
If you're broken
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass
screaming
And we welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass
only love.
People helping without profit,
being thankful for what we got,
and see each other equally.
Oh i wish,
the world tob e,
a place for all
then better wait your turn
And perfect the craft for years that’s how respect is earned
So bring it on we in session
It's just natural progression
Verbal
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
and it's creating a feeding ground for the bottom feeders of hysteria
Hysteria, mass hysteria!
categorized by the winds of change. This season of harvest. c season of transition and letting go. It embodies the impermanence of nature (the natural
Disaster strikes it's time for departure
All the time we got is borrowed can't barter
Carry the weight of the world in your arms
Got to keep pushing can
Cultivating a garden for my soul,
Learning to heal, becoming whole,
Resisting the system's control.
I'll rise above the manufactured lies,
Open my mind,
potion to Jah Earth with no fussing around
And all of the Jah Jah's children
Well sing along
I'll tell you upon this world said now
What's the situation
in your own doing so follow your bliss
And see the world bends backwards to catch up to witness
The creative life and all of its glitches
There is no
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