Fiyablasta - Soul of the Game (System of Things) lyrics

Verse 1: In the beginning was the wordsmith Shedding light on our hardships Using the spoken word Instead of just smoking herb And selling peeps dope on curbs Cause how does that show our worth Our black lives matter, but matter of fact shows we're discouraged We don't see us out the block So the box we're cropped in is cyclical Sticking to the the little pool of options they give to you Criminal, digital musician, gaming that's physical And if you get to school Prepare to be in debt until it's R.I.P. for you Yet, radio says, "Let's go party! I got racks! I got drink! We got weed! I got gats if we gon' scrap!" I know our nation likes entertainment But when our statements are fueling changes These problems should set ablaze them Yea, I know I don't delve into these topics (very much) But, homie, I ain't out of touch (There's something wrong, wrong) Is it necessary to write these songs? (Very much) Even if the hood ain't my home (There's something wrong, wrong) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you hear them?) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you hear them?) How much violence and inequality? (Very much) Bad news is all I see (There's something wrong, wrong) Mothers raising another's all the while struggling (very much) So their youngsters for them turn hustlers (There's something wrong, wrong) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you hear them?) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you, can you hear them?) (Can you hear them?) Chorus: Just look around you know it's (wrong, wrong) Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong) Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong) But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong) See the soul of the game Was a focus on change And a mode of escape But we know it's a shame That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think How this music affects the listener in this system of things Music ain't bad, but look around, you know it's (wrong, wrong) Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong) Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong) But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong) See the soul of the game Was a focus on change And a mode of escape But we know it's a shame That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think How this music affects the listener in this system of things I'm just saying Break Verse 2: I'm just saying the world is godless I was robbed just not long ago cause he's jobless Does that weigh on his conscience I claim conscious, but the music I hear seems thoughtless Cause we're beyond stressed Yet, that's foretold by prophets Systematic oppression ain't the only thing that's depressing Hated for religious connections and political indiscretions Put the ethnic boys in corrections and athletic rapist's time lessened Plus that k**er cop needs protection cause they're k**ing cops with a aggression But the internet will tell you, "Oh, Harambe! Bless his corpse! Do this challenge! Oh, her talent's better marketing than yours!" I know keeping up with the Kardashians is what's lit But can Kanye really save us as our President? I'm no politician since I don't know policies (very much) But believing PR stunts? (There's something wrong, wrong) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you hear Him?) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you hear Him?) Do I slip up just like this world that is corrupt? (Very much) But I know God, we keep in touch when (There's something wrong, wrong) Do I think you should be doing Bible study? (Very much) His promises will be your crutch when (There's something wrong, wrong) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you hear Him?) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you, can you hear Him?) (Can you hear Him?) Chorus: Just look around you know it's (wrong, wrong) Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong) Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong) But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong) See the soul of the game Was a focus on change And a mode of escape But we know it's a shame That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think How this music affects the listener in this system of things Music ain't bad, but look around, you know it's (wrong, wrong) Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong) Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong) But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong) See the soul of the game Was a focus on change And a mode of escape But we know it's a shame That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think How this music affects the listener in this system of things I'm just saying