[Chorus: PHIA] Would You Rather Have Peace? Or die fighting for freedom? Would You Steal to end Poverty? Or go broke feeding hungry/ Would You try be Divine? Or imbrace your inner demon/ When the worlds on your shoulder/ Your choices change the seasons/ [Verse 1: PHIA] Would you spend your last buck, on a bum, at a bus stop?/ Would you give your last meal, to an orphan, at a truck stop?/ Would you pick up your gun, and fight, for a revolution?/ And would you embrace your mind, if I taught you, how to really use it/ And would you just save yourself, and your family, and be selfish/ Or would you fight for a better cause, if I told you, it was relevant/ Or would you light that flame, knowing damn well, you couldn't put it out/ Now the house you built, burning to the ground/ Nothing left but ashes to be found/ Just to keep them from getting what you love the most, would you burn with the crib/ Like a captain of a ship, or would you bounce out knowing they would never know/ Start a whole new life, in a whole new land/ Cut all communication, with your family and friends/ Or would you try to rebuild, on a fertile foundation/ Amongst (?), Inwhich you held sacrid/ [Chorus: PHIA] Would You Rather Have Peace? Or die fighting for freedom? Would You Steal to end Poverty? Or go broke feeding hungry/ Would You try be Divine? Or imbrace your inner demon/ When the worlds on your shoulder/ Your choices change the seasons/ [Verse 2: Dialek Dubai] You better stick to your gameplan, dont let one play sideline your grind/ You better stick to the gameplan, you gotta get yours, I gotta get mines/ But here, there is no gameplan, must follow the faith within your heart/ Lead by the light, in the mind, whenever blind-folded paths seem to crash/ Your course, your concious exposes, the God within your mind/ But what to do when the devil's words, sound a little more inspiring/ No deliberating, where the only liberation comes from firing/ Rockets at they profits, like mother-f**er who hiring?/ In a hostile situation, my righteous souls will get violent/ In the end of days, what seems a maze/ No way out but to fly away/ What money can't buy, bet your soul gon pay/ What money can't buy, ... your soul gon pay/ How many will grow their wings, in the incident of the broken dream/ Transcend to supreme beings, and change the world with simple deeds/ I know plenty, bet Bentley, overcome the essence of divinity/ Rather have my serenity, still gone die fighting for freedom/ Cause the worlds on my shoulder and flows are changing the seasons/ [Chorus: PHIA] Would You Rather Have Peace? Or die fighting for freedom? Would You Steal to end Poverty? Or go broke feeding hungry/ Would You try be Divine? Or imbrace your inner demon/ When the worlds on your shoulder/ Your choices change the seasons/