Ill Poetic - Four Part Cure lyrics

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Ill Poetic - Four Part Cure lyrics

[Verse 1] Be careful of the gods you worship They portray the world as perfect, but that's not how Earth is And science says there's many universes And religious verses tell us God controls this version So if there's other universes and we're not alone Maybe there's other gods and they got their own Maybe they go to bars together hanging out And find things about their universe to brag about Like, my universe is fourteen billion years old It's got a planet in it full of superheroes And I designed it all myself and they enjoy it It's amazing that these motherf**ers still haven't destroyed it And then the gods get on their Facebook And they neglect to show the negative and only celebrate the good They pick and choose the better parts of their creation And only post about us when their ego needs inflation Do Not Fear d**h [Verse 2] Now I don't have a k**er instinct Only k**ing I'm doing is when I'm filling this drink Only feeling I'm feeling is sipping Victory Gin So I give up and let familial history win Rather my body's destruction than letting misery in If it means feeling numb, then God deliver me sin I don't wanna die young, but I don't know to quit Some people turn to the Son to know to live Some people turn to a gun and know when to quit Some people vanish and run where no one exists I know some overcome, take control of their sh** But the older I get, the more I succumb I start to wonder why we're all so obsessed With a life we're not positive even happens at d**h The more I grow it's easier to accept That we have no control over what happens next What is Painful is Easy to Endure [Verse 3] The irony of my life will be how long it lasts And fame can make a signature an autograph Power turns a peasant to an autocrat A check beside your name determines follow backs It's the little things in life that drive you up a wall and back While you ignore the bigger problems and it all goes bad Cuz pain is either chronic or its brief, mild or intense And rarely ever in between The subtle differences amount to context Cuz people talk about their pain like it's a contest Never let them shame the way you feel Only you can tell you if the pain you feel is real Now let me break character for a second Go to Camera 2 and stare directly into you Those problems in your mind can be a strength And I've never solved a single one of mine because I drank What is Good is Easy to Get [Verse 4] Growing up there wasn't money in the house And Mom had thirty liquor bottles underneath the couch Sometimes I had to shower heating water on the stove And went to school with dirty f**ing clothes And Mom was never ever happy She went to rehab and we went to latchkey I know I use my music to complain As a straight white male with straight white male pain A decent life is easy to attain When the color of my skin can win in a rigged game So if you grew up poor and white Recognizing privilege doesn't take away your plight But, imagine walking in a club And your skin color had people calling you a thug For the music that you like or the liquor that you sip For me, the good life is easier to get