Lyrics

Let's get down to brass tacks And rap about the facts of life. It's like the whole world is delirious. Mysterious? Isn't it? How we all cheer for weariness. Man! I'm serious! It's eery how weird it is! I'm fearing this! It's like the end is near, but I pretend it's not Nerves are shot, in an atmosphere, Drinkin' beer, smokin' pot. Just a means to dodge the hang ups that I got But I refuse to let'em slide in the lyrics that I jot I'm caught in a web of of sureal materialist Force fed fear by governments of imperialists The gyst of this is not to twist your wrist, But get you pissed enough to resist the oblivissness That exists between our eyes and our minds 'Cause the Zodiac sign can only lead the blind Only the blind can be defined by Calvin Klein designs Man-kind has intertwined with chat lines, Combat these bad times with phat rhymes! Life's like fluid, flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it And, life's like fluid, flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it ... You know what man? Maybe this song's wrong Maybe the strong only survive within the confines of corporate gold mines Maybe the Devine lies within wearing a tie Following the guidelines of getting dollar signs in your eyes Maybe it's about bein' corrupt, blowin' yourself up, Takin' 30 people with you, like you don't give a fuck! Life's a hard pill to swallow, when you wallow in your sorrows Hollow like the bottom of liquor bottles when you're blotto Hollow, like the popular mottos we try to follow Hollow, like putting off plans for tomorrow But tomorrow never knows, yesterday is history It gets to me when all that I can scope is fuckin' listerine! Persistancy, seems to come to me without consistency Resisting the rhyme and the reason of existence Be all that I can be? Without enlisting in the infantry, I'd rather shoot the gif, light it up like a Christmas tree! Life's like fluid flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it And, life's like fluid flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it ... While I'm waiting for my day to come Numb from the opium Equilibrium's fucked up from drinkin' rum In a slump, dumbing myself down to make a buck What the fuck! It's like slummin' for crumbs 'bout to erupt! When I bust this shit, you know that I'm a stip it Im gonna cuss and spit, until you just submit. It's in the rush I get, When I flash that royal flush in your face! And get ill when I spray these lyrics like mace Vanish up in the air without a trace. Like Damn! who was that kid? He just fell from grace. I'm bound to be a mental case If I don't get my cards in place I got the jack, the ten, the king, the queen, Now all I need's the ace! I try to keep the pace with this rat race Across the nation Times a wastin' way too patient And the way I tend to face realization Everyday it's like vacation steady spacin' In a way I'm way too patient when I hit my destination 'Cause... Life's like fluid flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it And, life's like fluid flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it Life's like fluid flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it And, life's like fluid flow right through it Man Take what you get, get what you put in to it
Writer(s): Philip Manuel Pacheco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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