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Imagine you're a rapper They look at you for answers Whenever there's disaster, they claim that you woke Bring them all together Share pain and laughter Ask them to support you, they claim to be broke Can't afford a stream, can't afford a tee Can't afford to leave a comment, they ain't funding your dream Shoulda picked a normal career What you been up to this year? Pandemic, we locked up It's your bars that they hear What if all art disappeared? Living in that world would be kinda weird Limited expression No one to pay attention To speak out and stand up for those who fear (fear) Prosecution, judgment, shame, pain Violence, aggression, same thing Been happening, over and over again We ain't world leaders, yet we inspire a change Prosecution, judgment, shame, pain Violence, aggression, same thing Been happening, over and over again We ain't world leaders, yet you look at us the same Food for thought Need a whole course I'm so hungry I could eat a whole horse Don't offend the equestrians Just a metaphor, but we're sensitive In this world that we're living in (Living in, living in, living in, living in, living in) What kinda world are we living in? (Living in, living in, living in, living in, living in) Imagine you're an observer Of a world that is sick Corrupt politics and cops don't give a shit So when the virus hit It's a government conspiracy World so paranoid that you're convinced You protest the masks Police have a blast Blasting at your ass just because you are black Then we protest that and the violence continues It's the end of days, do I have to convince you? Exposed the errors in our system Don't benefit minorities, women or children Killing ourselves, but also the victims Society crying out for help, we don't listen Glued to our screens and televisions Spreading the news, but never follow up with actions Those who speak up are overreacting Flooding my feed with hashtags and acronyms I'd rather white-out that blackout Tuesday Y'all relax, this isn't Doomsday Tone policing is my forte So I'll teach you how to do you, okay? Food for thought Need a whole course I'm so hungry I could eat a whole horse Don't offend the equestrians Just a metaphor, but we're sensitive In the world this that we're living in (Living in, living in, living in, living in, living in) What kinda world are we living in? (Living in, living in, living in, living in, living in) Food for thought Hold the fries on that Food for thought I might need a snack Could I change the world if I ate a bat? Imagine that
Writer(s): Thabo Chinake Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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