A Lamb (producer) - Cyanide Bliss From A Confiding Kiss lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm forced to see life through a blurry cracked window And all I see is Gatsby getting splattered into d**h row Materialism and lust becoming the American dream The delicate impoverished just embalmed in the scheme Lies fabricated till they split lives at the seams Just when you thought somebody learned a lesson Another one comes out with an evil confession Rewinding the circle of hatred as if the cycle was sacred The last bit of hope has faded and I don't think I can take this We're taught to lay low instead of searching to know How to grow and make friends from foes I feel like we're losing control, over our powerful minds Not knowing how to dig through our intellectual mines Can't even converse without an expletive but its imperative That I intersperse through this lyrical verse A way out of the world, to overcome the worst Because I don't want to live to see the day That the weak become meat for the corrupt to prey This is why I pray we don't stray from what God has to say Factions and schisms disintegrate the world into nihilism We're trapped in a sepulchral mental prison A condition resulting from an inability to listen To the questions coming from the confused simple minded Because they need an answer and just can't seem to find it As I bear fruit from the knowledge that I lay out in rhymes I'm opening my mind's eye because I don't want to be blind I spread a message of justice through my voice, the d**hless song Remembering Charlie and his plea for flowers for Algernon To live is to suffer but life without cause is worthless Find meaning in the pain and surviving gains a purpose [Verse 2] I'm back for the third time I'm as smooth as a mine I like to rhyme; And shine like a dime Yeah I went to Makkah To perform Umrah And like to eat fusca I saw mad m**m Heads The hotel room had five beds It was my fate to eat as many dates There was huge gates And long waits But I was never late For prayer except for fajr Yeah son, I got mad blessings And with salad, I like mad dressings! Now I'm transgressing Yo I like chicken curry Just ask the jury My name is murray Actually it's not I'm mad hot Cause I'm from the south I don't like to shout But you can't stop my mouth Now. a. lamb. out [Verse3] I'm surrounded by a system I dread 435 plus a hundred but barely any wisdom heads Mendacious talks destroy precious clocks Poor suffer looking at the pretentious with stocks Life's getting tougher now with many conflicted Life's getting buffered; no change, options often restricted Education takes too long for some so they embrace darkness Dedication is strong for the green but it will replace sharpness My generation either only focused on pa**ing exams Or spending cash and then smashing grams No idea about what they will do in the future They fight and shout about life sitting in front of a computer Where are the leaders that will show us the truth? Instead we have breeders of hate corrupting the youth They're frisking me because my skin's a certain texture Others break laws but exonerated without a measure of nature Everlasting war means that d**h is knocking at the door Never uncovering the schemes that are hidden at the core They ostracize and categorize the people as if they don't belong I'd rather compromise so let me apologize for some of many wrongs Sorry for the streets torn apart in Palestine Rest in peace to the deceased in Columbine Who will die next, you mother your brother or maybe your friend? You can die any minute so find meaning in your life before you ascend Sometimes I dream of a land where peace and equality are grand Where justice is abound and not just for the upper crust But I unfortunately must adjust because my hope is crushed Because there really is no justice, it's just us Before I depart, I look at your heart and trust And I'm able to leave you with a confiding kiss Before I enter eternally into a cyanide bliss