Post Modern (feat. Uxmar Torres)

Yea Loneliness is a hell of a drug By nature Humans are social creatures We're only supposed to be isolated From each for short periods of time At a time So let's have a time Post modern activist Haven't passed a spliff Since the world went crazy Batshit We talking practice We talking anything is possible Drinking henny Feeling unstoppable Need some more bread to Sop the gravy up Need some more head To slop the babies up Old bus tokens saved in a drawer What for Already said too much But I've got much more In the tank Frank the tank Going streaking thru the quad If you didn't know before This is really who we are Get a pen Get a pad Write it down With your hand Yes There will be a quiz at the end Don't forget Take notes You get extra credit baby If you deep throat Gotta walk a fine line Speaking from your mind I just hope this reaches you in time Free man Like Riley & Huey Don't believe what you see In the movies Don't buy everything That they selling Thought Pac was dead Then we got Makaveli I'm just saying Question the world It's real love When you don't question ya girl Unspoken bond Seems unbreakable All glass shatters Gotta find a way to make it thru Eyes wide shut I ain't getting no sleep Mind like a greyhound Running full speed I hear a faint sound What could it be The world is crashing on me Eyes wide shut I ain't getting no sleep Mind like a greyhound Running full speed I hear a faint sound What could it be The world is crashing on me It takes a village To raise a child And a man To bear the weight of the world And still smile The world crashes And takes a toll On those sowing seeds Hoping something grows Burying corpses Attempting to grow souls And burying innocence Attempting to grow old Hoping to live forever And never grow old Blatantly ignoring the hypocrisy My God lives in The spaces between time and energy That lasts forever What she's made of And came from Is beyond me She made me And I'm not half as clever But the World is crashing Oceans burning I've got bills to pay I'm tossing, turning Folding, bending Molding, mending And healing crooked I saw what I wanted I went and I took it I'm a post modern activist Raising a fist And every morning 'fore I leave I give my son a little kiss Cause the Only prophecies I see fulfilled Are more cops getting hired And more children getting killed More cops get hired More children get killed More cops get hired More children get killed The more cops get hired The more children get killed Eyes wide shut I ain't getting no sleep Mind like a greyhound Running full speed I hear a faint sound What could it be The world is crashing on me Eyes wide shut I ain't getting no sleep Mind like a greyhound Running full speed I hear a faint sound What could it be The world is crashing on me The world is crashing on me The world is crashing on me The world is crashing on me What could it be The world is crashing on me