N. Bockholt - Babylon lyrics

[VERSE ONE- THE TOP CIVILIAN] Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on I never planned this Mom Aand don't accept I'm stranded on This earth. The Great Oz and the man behind the curtain- Gravity pulling my axis to the point of no returnin' Displaced in the herd, dressed in works of prose and fiction Too addictive to be released, or see press when they're finished The one-act play: one part act of contrition Praying I don't implode, but ready, set, and ticking Down the hatch. Don't call it a relapse on weekends Modern marvel of a man, watch my will-power weaken Freakin' excessed in everything except exercise A conditioned collision expecting not better times Just better rhymes to fill my gla** with motivation Paint from the palette of life…some comet chasing So, Bob Ross- can I be your ‘Happy Tree'? Sophocles- can I be your tragedy? 'Cuz... [Chorus x2] Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on Babylon, I never planned this Mom Babylon's exactly what we're stranded on Babylon, so ya'll can babble on [VERSE TWO- MC BREW] The battle of good and evil is influenced by the people Babylon is here eventhough it may seem see-through But it can reach you, through the music that you breathe through So be true. Agility in my responsibility Stomping bad vibes out like poisonous millipedes Ya feelin' me? I was exposed to the positives of music's accomplishments Thanks to Moms and Pops, which is a nonstop influence That just takes us to the top The light in my heart shines bright- We fight to foil the darkest of these plots Silver spoon fed heads confined in kingdoms seem to bark a lot So, actually bite reality and quit grabbin' a false imagining So now it seems it's good and evil that's almost equal for the balancing I know it's challenging; even the prettiest hands across the land receiving calluses I strive to be a pleasant peasant, on this earth- and make it Heaven Take these lessons to the brethren, stabbing at life's questions [Chorus x2] Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on Babylon, I never planned this Mom Babylon's exactly what we're stranded on Babylon, so ya'll can babble on [VERSE THREE] [THE TOP CIVILIAN] Resembling the Mona Lisa after a late-night party Recovering drugoholic, phone number-collecting origami …So do, or die trying. If it's you or me inspiring The hoards of countless sheep, don't be meek amongst the lions Shine more than a beacon of light, so it provides them With more meaning in life than eating excess Coricidin Inciting a riot because there is a riot inside him- Blazing like the stars in the sky when they're colliding [MC BREW] To figure out what's good inside provides the mind with an inner essence It's a blessing You can fade away in a shade of gray The color's not progression to step in a direction So now you got the message that we're constantly protesting While most crept in something not to handle The soft ain't ample. Give it what it cost and then get trampled So you can babble on, while I'm upon a sample of this song Life seems short when these nights get long—Babylon… [Chorus x2] Babylon's exactly what I'm standing on Babylon, I never planned this Mom Babylon's exactly what we're stranded on Babylon, so ya'll can babble on