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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Artikulate Konfab
Artikulate Konfab
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Thobela Tshiwula
Thobela Tshiwula
Composición
Hopolang Ntoi
Hopolang Ntoi
Letrista

Letra

ALGORITHM wisdom isn't the path of least resistance since ignorance is bliss instinct is smarter than him think it's the discipline of listening to god while remembering religion's of a different thing representative interested fickle minds pay a premium blame the media the picture is shitty behind the veil exterior i see the emperor's ass and i'll say it the noblest acts go unpaid life's most liked delights are unsafe and you're likely to die one day one way or another society's high and i'm straight i'd like to recover the proof discover the truth uncover the poep that's covered in the news but what's the use the truth is produced in a booth or hellhole then well sold to helpless souls when told tell a friend tell a foe television telephone tell a gossip tell 'em all then everybody knows that's how it goes live or die trying die or try living this is the mission that man has been given live or die trying die or try living try figuring out the algorithm live or die trying die or try living are you alive while your mind is in prison? live or die trying die or try living try figuring out the algorithm after studying your society and failing the reasonable man test i tested an idiot's wits and it had this to say: all the world's a stage and life is god's recital now hold that thought like a light bulb while the globe revolves like clocks recycle time and season life is god's rhyme and reason his story repeats itself rewind and see the sequel devil resides in the detail for equilibrium you bust an ear just to hear dad's messages but he be mum her tears fall in the form of autumn leaves slowly but surely the trees for the forest are seen tall and scrawny then a flower blossoms defying cock-blocking laws of autumn saviour for a rainy day god almost got forgotten caution punishment imminent heat icarus meets the sun a timer can beat his son but what kind of beast eats its young trial by fire for rising up to be someone if death is self-transcendence i guess there's no need to run live or die trying die or try living elevate your mental state climb out of the system live or die trying die or try living try figuring out the algorithm live or die trying die or try living whatever you're thinking the spirits are listening live or die trying die or try living try figuring out the algorithm i'm standing on the edge of the globe closing my eyes alive holding my breath tell brecht godot's arrived grin boldly as i begin slowly to rise approaching the skies what's this? i open them wide and find an aerial image a myriad sinners beneath me with each being scrubbed clean in a river with no visible shores war generals whores serial killers all mirrored in it getting smaller and smaller i'm still ascending with non-believers and agnostics still lamenting overhead a government of angels is hovering in sovereign harmony it's obvious that they got god in them his highness if this is heaven he must be behind it he must have seen us being misguided and come to find us who said heaven was a haven for the saved and well behaved? who said some would be forsaken for breaking free of their chains?
Writer(s): Hopolang Ntoi, Thobela Tshiwula Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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