Cla**ified - Where Are You lyrics

[Chorus - Saukrates] - w/ ad libs Where are you? Between the love, the hate and all the lies Where are you? You trippin, you must be lost and hypnotized Where are you? You must be runnin Where are you? You must be runnin Where are you? You must be runnin Where are you? You must be runnin Where are you? [Verse 1 - Cla**ified] I'm right here with a look of despair And it's quite clear, why no one ever said life's fair I can feel it gettin cold in the night air Dreamin in a world where conditions are a nightmare As I stare at my child in her high chair I wonder what life is like in 25 years Wipe her eyes clear as she cries tears Prayin for the future, Lord answer my prayers (Look), we can't save the world through a song But I'll try to bring light to what you've known all along The fame, big house, money and the nice whips Is that what life is? I thought it was priceless I thought it all was in the palm of our hands But somehow we can't read the drawings in the sand People go hungry and others get richer Turn a blind eye and don't see the big picture Gotta get our vision and better our position Man against man, still k**ing for religion The system ain't workin, so how we suppose to get along? If this is life, tell me where the f** we went wrong [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Break - Saukrates] Or are you in between (Where are you?) Of gettin what you need (Where are you?) And doin what you want (Where are you?) Runnin, runnin [Verse 2 - Cla**ified] Now I push on everyday but it's hard to ignore When the wealthy get wealthier and the poor get poorer We all know the rich don't need 7 cars Million dollar art or a 50 acre yard Ancient antiques that they think are eye raisin Thousand dollar shoes, that their friends say amazin You think they realize the money that they wastin While these crumblin nations could of used and embraced it? I'm done complainin, I'm done frontin Tryin to pa** blame when, I ain't doin nothin Middle cla** folks wanna sit and point fingers I know we ain't rich but we ain't broke, come on think first You think we need (this), liquor or weed (this) XBox 360 to succeed? And you think we need these designer jeans These finer things for our life to be complete? (please) I hate preachin, I know that I don't do enough Tight with my money and I know that I should loosen up Life is tough and I know that it can seem hard But a lot of people are worse off then we are [Chorus] - w/ ad libs [Break] (Where are you?) [Outro - Cla**ified - talking] The world's a little bit bigger than just the street you live on Open up your eyes a bit