Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
They don't wanna talk about
How it takes time and a little sacrifice
The world ain't acting right
Long days longer nights
Selling your soul ain't going make it right
We all feel the pain & a little press
Build up strength, gotta feel a little stress
Weighing heavy, even on the strongest chest
Every day, feels like another test
These likes & hearts got us looking overly obsessed
Anxiety, cause we feel the need to impress
Needing followers
Heres the stress , they always following
Living in a social mess
That ain't living life, you ain't healing right
The wounds still there hiding scars every night
Waking up with the knife
Ready to strike, cause you ain't happy with the way they capture your life
On your Cobain, driving the slow lane
Searching for nirvana on a crowded train
Looking for peace in a noisy cranium
A slave, in a gladiators stadium
Fractured bones of a rented solider
In a world of clones another loner
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
We all need therapy between the ears
We constantly changing gears
Ptsd through the years
Balances checked like, cashiers
Some walk alone
Some sit at home
Some of em young
Some grown
Searching for a home
Name on a stone
A kamikaze in a danger zone someone throw em bone
Just a little marrow
Lord knows need strength this road cramped & narrow
The world is a ghetto
And we on the strings
Dancing for gheppto
While the violin sings
Birds without wings trying touch the sky
But we can never seem to fly
Tell em no lies
Gold & platinum ropes
Just to say we dope
We spend just to cope
That's the knot in our hopes
The race between the world & me
Like ta-nehisi Coates
No air in these quotes
Reproduce it through my throat
My o2 fresh
Keep our names out the press
Nope not depress
Put in work stay bless
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
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Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
They don't wanna talk about
How it takes time and a little sacrifice
The world ain't acting right
Long days longer nights
Selling your soul ain't going make it right
We all feel the pain & a little press
Build up strength, gotta feel a little stress
Weighing heavy, even on the strongest chest
Every day, feels like another test
These likes & hearts got us looking overly obsessed
Anxiety, cause we feel the need to impress
Needing followers
Heres the stress , they always following
Living in a social mess
That ain't living life, you ain't healing right
The wounds still there hiding scars every night
Waking up with the knife
Ready to strike, cause you ain't happy with the way they capture your life
On your Cobain, driving the slow lane
Searching for nirvana on a crowded train
Looking for peace in a noisy cranium
A slave, in a gladiators stadium
Fractured bones of a rented solider
In a world of clones another loner
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
We all need therapy between the ears
We constantly changing gears
Ptsd through the years
Balances checked like, cashiers
Some walk alone
Some sit at home
Some of em young
Some grown
Searching for a home
Name on a stone
A kamikaze in a danger zone someone throw em bone
Just a little marrow
Lord knows need strength this road cramped & narrow
The world is a ghetto
And we on the strings
Dancing for gheppto
While the violin sings
Birds without wings trying touch the sky
But we can never seem to fly
Tell em no lies
Gold & platinum ropes
Just to say we dope
We spend just to cope
That's the knot in our hopes
The race between the world & me
Like ta-nehisi Coates
No air in these quotes
Reproduce it through my throat
My o2 fresh
Keep our names out the press
Nope not depress
Put in work stay bless
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
They don't wanna talk about
How it takes time and a little sacrifice
The world ain't acting right
Long days longer nights
Selling your soul ain't going make it right
We all feel the pain & a little press
Build up strength, gotta feel a little stress
Weighing heavy, even on the strongest chest
Every day, feels like another test
These likes & hearts got us looking overly obsessed
Anxiety, cause we feel the need to impress
Needing followers
Heres the stress , they always following
Living in a social mess
That ain't living life, you ain't healing right
The wounds still there hiding scars every night
Waking up with the knife
Ready to strike, cause you ain't happy with the way they capture your life
On your Cobain, driving the slow lane
Searching for nirvana on a crowded train
Looking for peace in a noisy cranium
A slave, in a gladiators stadium
Fractured bones of a rented solider
In a world of clones another loner
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
We all need therapy between the ears
We constantly changing gears
Ptsd through the years
Balances checked like, cashiers
Some walk alone
Some sit at home
Some of em young
Some grown
Searching for a home
Name on a stone
A kamikaze in a danger zone someone throw em bone
Just a little marrow
Lord knows need strength this road cramped & narrow
The world is a ghetto
And we on the strings
Dancing for gheppto
While the violin sings
Birds without wings trying touch the sky
But we can never seem to fly
Tell em no lies
Gold & platinum ropes
Just to say we dope
We spend just to cope
That's the knot in our hopes
The race between the world & me
Like ta-nehisi Coates
No air in these quotes
Reproduce it through my throat
My o2 fresh
Keep our names out the press
Nope not depress
Put in work stay bless
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
Ain't nothing going to make it right
Gottta find something to make it good
One day we gonna see the light
That day no longer misunderstood
Writer: Dwight Giles
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC