No ratings.
Nothing to see here. Move along. Just another stupid song. |
I'm never enough Too stubborn, too rough I speak off the cuff Too hard to trust Faith's been broken Stamped out totems They crushed my emotions Replaced them with potions Took away my devotions Slathered me with lotions Burned at my skin Killed the Indian within But even without i still scream and shout They aren't my masters Don't need to move faster Don't need to be plastic My hearts an elastic My mind can be spastic But that's cause they trashed it Dragged me through the gutter Lathered up their words with butter Feeding into the online clutter Just wanting so bad to shutter Every word and post down They don't want me around Speaking up for the people Who don't need the church steeple We ain't full of fuckin' weakness Don't have any fuckin' sickness Tired of being expected to believe in All the shit they keep on feedin' To us about how we supposed to be What it really means to be free They think they fuckin' know us But they really tryna fuckin' own us Not impressed by all they do Those fuckers lie and cheat and sue Each other, always looking to blame Point the finger, take the shame Like it's a crime to be a human being Prisons of the minds, we need to be freeing Freestyling jams like the man Speaking out about Silent Sam Pictures of where we run to In our minds we go away Don't matter if we fuckin' pray There's nothing you can do or say To take all this fuckin' pain away I served my heart up on a tray For the world to pick through Decide the way A new way to torture us Another smorgas-board bus Always hypnotizing Implying we ain't realizing Keep us down, keep us quiet Don't want to spur another riot Quell the masses Keep the tension Slow it down Don't want no mention My life is reality But no one can see me Under my covers Nothing to discover |