[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN]
Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on
I never planned this Mom
Aand don't accept I'm stranded on
This earth. The Great Oz and the man behind the curtain-
Gravity pulling my axis to the point of no returnin'
Displaced in the herd, dressed in works of prose and fiction
Too addictive to be released, or see press when they're finished
The one-act play: one part act of contrition
Praying I don't implode, but ready, set, and ticking
Down the hatch. Don't call it a relapse on weekends
Modern marvel of a man, watch my will-power weaken
Freakin' excessed in everything except exercise
A conditioned collision expecting not better times
Just better rhymes to fill my gla** with motivation
Paint from the palette of life…some comet chasing
So, Bob Ross- can I be your ‘Happy Tree'?
Sophocles- can I be your tragedy? 'Cuz...
[Chorus x2]
Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on
Babylon, I never planned this Mom
Babylon's exactly what we're stranded on
Babylon, so ya'll can babble on
[VERSE TWO- MC BREW]
The battle of good and evil is influenced by the people
Babylon is here eventhough it may seem see-through
But it can reach you, through the music that you breathe through
So be true. Agility in my responsibility
Stomping bad vibes out like poisonous millipedes
Ya feelin' me? I was exposed to the positives of music's accomplishments
Thanks to Moms and Pops, which is a nonstop influence
That just takes us to the top
The light in my heart shines bright-
We fight to foil the darkest of these plots
Silver spoon fed heads confined in kingdoms seem to bark a lot
So, actually bite reality and quit grabbin' a false imagining
So now it seems it's good and evil that's almost equal for the balancing
I know it's challenging; even the prettiest hands across the land receiving calluses
I strive to be a pleasant peasant, on this earth- and make it Heaven
Take these lessons to the brethren, stabbing at life's questions
[Chorus x2]
Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on
Babylon, I never planned this Mom
Babylon's exactly what we're stranded on
Babylon, so ya'll can babble on
[VERSE THREE]
[THE TOP CIVILIAN]
Resembling the Mona Lisa after a late-night party
Recovering drugoholic, phone number-collecting origami
…So do, or die trying. If it's you or me inspiring
The hoards of countless sheep, don't be meek amongst the lions
Shine more than a beacon of light, so it provides them
With more meaning in life than eating excess Coricidin
Inciting a riot because there is a riot inside him-
Blazing like the stars in the sky when they're colliding
[MC BREW]
To figure out what's good inside provides the mind with an inner essence
It's a blessing
You can fade away in a shade of gray
The color's not progression to step in a direction
So now you got the message that we're constantly protesting
While most crept in something not to handle
The soft ain't ample. Give it what it cost and then get trampled
So you can babble on, while I'm upon a sample of this song
Life seems short when these nights get long—Babylon…
[Chorus x2]
Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on
Babylon, I never planned this Mom
Babylon's exactly what we're stranded on
Babylon, so ya'll can babble on