Evolution Fight

While optimists dream

I weave my life with esteem

In and out of what's logic, shit ain't quite what it seems

I pause, soaking in applauds and criticism

I crack a smile basking my flaws in cynicism

But i'm still searching for them happy days

And for a fresh start i'm cutting my hair but not my nappy ways

Its kinda hard fucking with so many faces

And trying to have our music touch oh so many bases

Places embracing us when we not home

with pen arms or clench fist trust We're rocking on

Living this moment of truth being is relevant

Divine timing this beat must be heaven sent

Locked in the room for days

So i can write this

I'm solitudes best friend for now though i might just stab 'em in the back

Open up my door

Go and buy a TV, so i can watch the war

Maybe not i think rather chill and smoke

And just be with my thoughts and perhaps some hope

While on a quest for green i gotta pay the rent

Still i'm trying to make A dollar outta what makes sense

I'm on quest for green cuz i gotta pay the rent

Still i'm trying to make A dollar outta what makes sense cuz

Baby boomer aging

Hormone raging kids they all adore this hip hop

Red yellow black caucasian latin asian what are we fighting for

Its war outside i'm trying to keep my head up to the sky

Before it falls all on my head then i can't cope that's why

Even if i get the fortune and fame

I'm a prey in this game

1980 baby crazy aborting the lame

Open future it's wide-open stay on my toes

Some are fragile i'm agile aiming at foes

Those cowardly man

They ruling with an iron hand and they got power to swing and strike a Godly plan

Oh tell me why the church of the pope they lie

If i controlled gas you know john paul'll fry

He's mixing church with the state confusing the masses

Then sell that religion as water in half glasses

Aids in africa the children are dying

Billion dollar budget conquer mars who's flying

Oh shit better yet who's spying

Can you see the peeping tom on earth when he's eyeing pluto Jupiter

In the age of neptunes we hop to the beat

Street leap gimme leg room

I need to maneuver back to my roots

Speak food for thought mind obese from the fruit

Loop over and over this life that i sample

Pop goes the world make moves now gamble life on a roll

I write this as i mold

Hope to translate experiences

Mics will behold a new world order

Same sex marriage

White mans plight on pause might perish

Honey roasted lies

No grams of carbohydrates

Look slanted eyes

Surprise

A shitty mind state

Control the nation

With the amber alerts

The Elderly are going berserk

The medicine hurts

Too much

Money exchanges the hand of pharmaceuticals

The Rates going up

It fucked

Sitting in cubicles

Emotional bombs are ready to launch

They ripping apart

The fabric that make who we are

It tears

Much too easily

We fornicated our morals

uh huh

Fuck the deity

Its anal or its oral

Watch the skies that we scrape with buildings

Stuff the Ritalin down the throats of children it real

Check ya order in this fast food nation

I got Iraq war the game for PlayStation

Check ya order in this fast food nation

I got Iraq war the game for PlayStation