Eye Of The Storm - 1200 Techniques
Time is running out Got to decide now Something inside won't let me quit People are so fickle These days it's so despicable Like tentacles, they all try stick to you Hold you down if they cannot be sick on you They try to bind you with an A too Enforce the written restrictions that we all got to stick to The laws disappear and re appear To suit their needs Which to me is a joke, Like short term peace treaties I see a disease Swarming like bees Thinking these undeveloped war torn countries Apparently I'm on the good side But this worlds so shaky at times I swear this planet's on an intergalactic fault line Every time I race I can't win I keep pace till this land mines blow up in my face again Dismembered, I still gotta keep pacing on, shredding strong Facing the eye of the storm [Chorus] These days we play The life game all wrong These days, what we say Can do such harm I replay each day Like an endless song Milling through my mind, non stop Like the hands of time What's with this financial envy We've got so much poverty, but we keep spending We're like pigs, they just won't stop eating Till they hit the bottom of the trough and their guts leaking I'm seeking the truth, but how can i be We're in a world of broken families and fallacies Taught to praise stars who seek fame, Do what we must to attain monetary gain And even I'm with it, but there are limits Whatever happened to unconscious idea? MC's talk verbal diarrhea Caught up with gun talk and bling bling, Hip-hop producers who work with pop singers, for ching ching, I'm thinking A rich soul, is now of no value Light turns to dark, when cold breath hits the candle I'm here to rekindle your spirit Keep the flame burning strong As we press on Through the eye of the storm [Chorus] The clock ticks Your
Artist: 1200 Techniques
Title: Eye Of The Storm