[ Featuring M.A.X. The Baroque Boy, Tate Visconti ]
People are repeating and repeating the same thing
They wanna shut us down but we were born and raised kings
That's a thing for us, don't mind us
That's a thing for us, don't mind us
Mental persecution, that's a thing from masters
Traits are for confusion, people follow patterns
Sounds like devolution, but we always scatter
Talking revolution, that's a thing that matters
Yeah... But we're just starting this day
Everyone got their ways
Some rather start to pray
Now put your hand ups in the air
Hear the voices, they're not in my head
Hear the voices, they're not in my head
Hear the voices, they're not in my head
There's a rumble inside of my head
There's a leader
But you can't
Put your faith on a man, I say
Find your people, seek the light
Don't you see, we've been always
Hiding under a rock (hiding)
We gotta stay safe
We live in a jungle
Running from love
We can't find faith
We live in a jungle
Under a rock
(Under a rock)
We gotta stay safe
(Stay safe)
We live in a jungle
Running from love
(Runnin'from love)
We can't find faith
We live in a jungle
Hiding under a rock (rock)
We gotta stay safe
We live in a jungle
Running from love
(Runnin'from lovin', I'm runnin' from lovin')
We can't find faith
(I'm runnin' from love)
We live in a jungle
And I'm hiding
And I'm running
From isolation, baby
And mental incarceration
But where
Is the blessing in disguise?
Revolution suicide, conscious abide
Mudslide life leaves hero's out to dry
Cause they won't confide, just fight and fight
Fist in the sky blend in with the night
Real ones earn the sunrise
Real one earn the sunrise
Cause they put work in the motherf*ckin' nightime
Real ones earn the sunrise
Real one earn the sunrise
Cause they put work in the motherf*ckin' nightime
Martyr Martyr, not to many words that hit much harder
Legends falling like cannon fodder
Since before my father
But all martyrs left armor
So we can be more then are means
Take the lessons of the slayin and change things
It's a blessing pathed in blood
I think we spilled enough
It's a lesson pathed in blood, oh
I think we spilled enough
I think we spilled enough
