Cellus - One Hundred lyrics

[intro] [verse 1] This more then rap music forget the money girls and cars I'm here to tell the truth open to open up your eyes to all These lies they feeding you{what you mean feeding us} Truth is real satisfaction don't come from these things But the things of the world going to pa** Even the rich man committed suicide and every body Walking around trying to figure why because you can love cash But cash will never love you back so you end up all alone looking sad{That's sad} And Chasing all these girls even worse just trying to have s** Then you find out you caught something then you find yourself laid dead dog in a Hurst But like M.L.K dawg I'm going to speak up I might as well join if i don't speak up I bet you thing dawg he's a preacher{WHAT} [Chorus] Can i be one hundred with ya Or do i have to put up a front Are you sure this what you want OK I'm going to give you what you want [bridge] What if i told you that everything you seeking ain't really what it seems What if i told you that every life you seeking is a dream or a nightmare Or you can call it a fantasy temporary pleasures that last for a second see Until you wake up trying to find real satisfaction its like taking the wrong Pill and end up stuck up in the matrix [verse 2] Media feeding ya giving lies but what they ain't telling ya that all the things Their feed ya is nothing but a temporary high and you don't want to get caught Like when you hands in the sky do what you like that's what they say until you Find your self in a place like Alexander the great chasing the whole world just To find your apatite never satisfied only gratified and that the reason the rich Man committed because he tried to find happiness in trying to stack his money to The ceiling to the floor to the sky then he realized he's going to die and you Dont want to end up in the same boat putting your hope in stuff that won't last I bet you thinking man dawg he preaching [Chorus] Can i be one hundred with ya Or do i have to put up a front Are you sure this what you want OK I'm going to give you what you want [bridge] What if i told you that everything you seeking ain't really what it seems What if i told you that every life you seeking is a dream or a nightmare Or you can call it a fantasy temporary pleasures that last for a second see Until you wake up trying to find real satisfaction its like taking the wrong Pill and end up stuck up in the matrix