Dizzle Morrison - In My Mind lyrics

Verse 1: Lost... in the land of the free and the home of the brave Engulfed... with traits of a King and former slave I walk... with a foot in the meadows and a foot in the grave The cost... of living is higher in my mental state But if you share residence, we should become better friends Your level of melanin at this point is irrelevant Just follow this definite war cry out for better sense Mental development and the commoner's betterment It's best to get, in line with the Divine inside yourself Invested in, time well spent on mental wealth They teach us sin, force feed us "facts" I stay on watch, and still ain't got time for that Verse 2: How they gone spoon-feed you When you know there is no spoon Giving so-called food for thought But it's GMO infused I stand with organic The way they plan it won't do Trying to have you no less than Soul-less Like bottomless shoes Shampoo and condition your mind So your inner child don't bloom Any inquisition gets shunned And imagination is doomed Anybody thinking for self Finds they're considered a fool If we let them think for us Every little thing will be cool (Right?) Verse 3: F**K THAT I hate to curse but what's worse? The word or the reason behind I say F**K THAT an*lyze and observe You'll see they're leading us blind I say CRUSH THAT Can of bull in a world full of cannibals If it's dog eat dog it is more understandable if you open of a can of whoop Ass and blast at the oppresi-dent, lieutenant Pawns and anyone having to do with it Fight for the Light until you finish If you lose "HELL" Lord knows you're winning This ain't living, an insane prison With bars and guards that escape your vision Prep for the storm, I'm setting off all-arms Cause otherwise they ain't gone listen Bridge: Maybe it's in my mind though If it's real how can I reveal it to the blind folks All the saints read of future things in Divine quotes Presently it's happening but they can't see through blindfolds Working-cla** way too stressed to keep their mind on Middle cla** happy with the view from their condos Upper cla** searching for higher levels of control And all the kids happy with smart phones and consoles Outro: But I'm wrong it's me tripping It ain't our fault we're too poor to pay attention Just put them chains on, bring them whips in Same slave song, but the beat is different But it's in my mind Just in my mind my people It's in my mind Never mind me my people It's in my mind Just in my mind my people It's in MY mind Never mind me my people It's in my mind