[Chorus: PHIA]
Would You Rather Have Peace?
Or die fighting for freedom?
Would You Steal to end Poverty?
Or go broke feeding hungry/
Would You try be Divine?
Or imbrace your inner demon/
When the worlds on your shoulder/
Your choices change the seasons/
[Verse 1: PHIA]
Would you spend your last buck, on a bum, at a bus stop?/
Would you give your last meal, to an orphan, at a truck stop?/
Would you pick up your gun, and fight, for a revolution?/
And would you embrace your mind, if I taught you, how to really use it/
And would you just save yourself, and your family, and be selfish/
Or would you fight for a better cause, if I told you, it was relevant/
Or would you light that flame, knowing damn well, you couldn't put it out/
Now the house you built, burning to the ground/
Nothing left but ashes to be found/
Just to keep them from getting what you love the most, would you burn with the crib/
Like a captain of a ship, or would you bounce out knowing they would never know/
Start a whole new life, in a whole new land/
Cut all communication, with your family and friends/
Or would you try to rebuild, on a fertile foundation/
Amongst (?), Inwhich you held sacrid/
[Chorus: PHIA]
Would You Rather Have Peace?
Or die fighting for freedom?
Would You Steal to end Poverty?
Or go broke feeding hungry/
Would You try be Divine?
Or imbrace your inner demon/
When the worlds on your shoulder/
Your choices change the seasons/
[Verse 2: Dialek Dubai]
You better stick to your gameplan, dont let one play sideline your grind/
You better stick to the gameplan, you gotta get yours, I gotta get mines/
But here, there is no gameplan, must follow the faith within your heart/
Lead by the light, in the mind, whenever blind-folded paths seem to crash/
Your course, your concious exposes, the God within your mind/
But what to do when the devil's words, sound a little more inspiring/
No deliberating, where the only liberation comes from firing/
Rockets at they profits, like mother-f**er who hiring?/
In a hostile situation, my righteous souls will get violent/
In the end of days, what seems a maze/
No way out but to fly away/
What money can't buy, bet your soul gon pay/
What money can't buy, ... your soul gon pay/
How many will grow their wings, in the incident of the broken dream/
Transcend to supreme beings, and change the world with simple deeds/
I know plenty, bet Bentley, overcome the essence of divinity/
Rather have my serenity, still gone die fighting for freedom/
Cause the worlds on my shoulder and flows are changing the seasons/
[Chorus: PHIA]
Would You Rather Have Peace?
Or die fighting for freedom?
Would You Steal to end Poverty?
Or go broke feeding hungry/
Would You try be Divine?
Or imbrace your inner demon/
When the worlds on your shoulder/
Your choices change the seasons/