Souleye - The Victim lyrics

The stakes are high / Plus, the weights heavy / I've been around the globe / Yeah I've seen plenty / Enough to hold a conversation / An ordinary commentary / Through out the planet / These underground rappers are buried / Unlimited talent their hands reaching out of the ground / I attempt to lift them up / With a cup that's half full / I pour a little out / Its like rain falling down straight from the clouds / And as we wrestle temptations / The temperatures risings / I'm purging my trauma no longer / Holding on to the drama / I need a shaman in my life / Who prepares me for my rebirth / Place me in the center of the pyramids / Sacred is the seed that's the Earth / I live and I learn I can see that the pain that I feel / Is for growth / A gift I discovered / The strength and the gain / I no longer play the victim / I know you're not to blame / Verse 2 Back and forth through these trap doors / I'm not a walking corpse / I'm not a victim to life circumstance / I circumvent chance and place my self / In a position to advance / And maybe plant medicine's the answer we need / To finally learn to grieve / Well that's cancer relief / d**h of the ego / Leaves me to wonder if life has a sequel / I'm standing at the top of a mountain looking down / At the canopy below / It's evening autumn / I don't want to fall but the foliage is so beautiful I hearing it calling me / It sounds like angels singing a symphony / Divinely orchestrated why is heaven so debated / The human race losing touch with the sacred / We're running right past it / I wish we could slow down / I believe in miracles they're happening right now / Verse 3 Imagine waking up with no TV / No electricity and your phone won't work / Check the radio but not one station comes on / Feel the panic outside something is wrong / It's that chest tight feeling why are we even here / If all we do is complain, argue, fight, live with envy / A bunch of hungry hippos / Hippocrates living toxic / Gossip talking behind each others backs / There was once a poem I read from a boy who / Grew up as an adult living that poor me mentality / Raised in poverty / Lack of community / That little boy was me / Chaos created family / No longer do I cling to my old past / There's a new paradigm for my life at last / I'm waking up from unconscious demands / I've had this monster under my bed / Now I hold his hand /