Atmosphere - Get Fly (What If Jesus Forgot To Put You On The Guestlist?) lyrics

[Chorus: repeat 2X] They want us to fight, but we just want to get high Work all day, all night, trying to get fly When I get some money I'mma buy me some time I can't fight your war until I'm finished with mine [First Verse] I used to be mad at the government Redirected some of my anger towards the mothership Trying to guess which living hell sleeps under when the grand scheme plan keeps all these people wonderin Why we still runnin in place frustrated? Pride is mistaken for hate, it's upgraded I got a little breath left, let's suffocate it Point at the epiphanies and call 'em all drug related The time I spent with my life on bent Trying to find the friends inside my head Must have disengaged every phase and stage Of of my I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming of age My unofficial autobio Will be accompanied with tips on how to smile 'cause I've found that when they don't see you frown They never know that your a threat And they don't sweat you when you came around So who's going to be my next door savior? Step up to your neighbor, and do me a favour Take off the mask, let it all collapse Empty the pack and watch your wings grow back [Chorus] [Second Verse] Society becomes jealousy, intimacy becomes intensity Say it with a smile like it's meant to be And all of a sudden, "boom", American family And I can tell when your mad at your past Because you tend to take the turns just a little too fast And I can tell how you push your foot on the gas that you already knew that you was gunna finsish last Slow it down and take a little time To look up at them clouds with the fake silver lining Up in a tree knowing damn well you never reach the top But you don't stop, you keep climbing Well okay, it's settled No more nights in this weed and thorn infested meadow Uh-uh, from this day forth, only forward I pedal Get the memo I'm cutting the strings Gepetto Shuffle the cards and let's argue Rooted in between the computer games and cartoons Stop and watch us all get lost Between God and a shot of scotch, let's get fly [Chorus]