[Verse 1: Z Layne]
From observance
And watching the words be curving
Earth is a mesh pot
With no real purpose
We give it purpose
In god's name we be cursing
Glancing at the sky we always are soul searching
These lives, do we deserve them
These bodies we reserving
Made in a factory
Or made out of this earth
It's all but just a mystery
You can't find it in history
Officials working on putting purpose up in the textbook
Individuality shunned up in the best book
Gotta use our brains that we were given not to get hooked
By whatever being that you are believing
Question the material that you are all receiving
Even question me
The narrator of this treason
I am just a voice buried deep in the head
Spilled out when I got papers and pens
Or pressing send
I banish them to the bin
A lot of my work don't fit in with my skin
Rushing production
Im trying to get a grip
But losing it every time that I spit
And that's just how it is
Still crazy after all these years
That's Paul Simon ya dig!
Cause every rap is a lesson
You get them ladies confessing
And all of these morons going to jail in a second
Won't even serve any sentence
Get they label to send a check in
Get straight back to the street reppin' indeed
But ay
Who's confusing these young dudes
Views of the world with the music
Swaying their mind
To the fusion alluding
That violence is cool and you should do it
Take that gun and go shoot it
Bang
I'm still that kid with a big dream
Z layne bringing that flame
Like Gemini before a Gemstone
You know how that goes
Im out