There's nothing too clear on
My brain and my neurons
I'm mentally riding mad with Charlize Theron
Gil-Scott Heron of the modern day
I ought to say the revolution's coming but
Brother not today
There's other things on my mind
I'm faced with the facet of time
One half of my affect as a matter of fact
Is after the whites
And against black power
Can't ever decide doesn't take one hour
Or a day or a week for me to be clear as day
It takes months
And the people ask for answers they want
It's been like that since day one
Cause they figured that I had it figured out
When I was dishing all the facts and they couldn't even say one
But wisdom is not book smart
It's Clint Eastwood with a gun
Going through hard times
Pharcyde passing you by
And accrue archives on this game of life
Used to boost our minds
I just been concerning with this shit
You heard me first
Uncertainty is certainly wearing me to bits
I should learn to speak my mind (I should learn)
Speak my mind my mind (I should learn)
I don't know where to go (I feel lost in the world alone)
Shits been a doozy
I'm starting to lose me (I can't find my way back home)
I don't know what to know (I can't find my way to home)
It's over my mind
I've run out of time
My skin is burgundy
Virtually not going out was hurting me
Back then when I was cooped up in my room personally
Averting the hurt that failure brings
My mind was on decline I felt like Elgin Baylor rings
Nonexistent
For 22 days didn't ever feel the rays of the sun
Would have raised my hand to put an end with a gun
But I was scared of death too
Unsure what lay behind
Do we rest?
Is there God?
If there is I'll be arrested
When I arrive on the other side
A wasted effort in creation
To burn until cremation
It's unfair
Why is hope so hard to believe in?
Opened Pandora's box and it said f*ck it I'm leaving
Leaving me with no prospects and down for the demons
Talk is cheap, the more these niggas talking it cheapens
No profit from condolences you offer and deepen
The wound that I'm feeling
Uncertainty took from me the pleasure of being
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There's nothing too clear on
My brain and my neurons
I'm mentally riding mad with Charlize Theron
Gil-Scott Heron of the modern day
I ought to say the revolution's coming but
Brother not today
There's other things on my mind
I'm faced with the facet of time
One half of my affect as a matter of fact
Is after the whites
And against black power
Can't ever decide doesn't take one hour
Or a day or a week for me to be clear as day
It takes months
And the people ask for answers they want
It's been like that since day one
Cause they figured that I had it figured out
When I was dishing all the facts and they couldn't even say one
But wisdom is not book smart
It's Clint Eastwood with a gun
Going through hard times
Pharcyde passing you by
And accrue archives on this game of life
Used to boost our minds
I just been concerning with this shit
You heard me first
Uncertainty is certainly wearing me to bits
I should learn to speak my mind (I should learn)
Speak my mind my mind (I should learn)
I don't know where to go (I feel lost in the world alone)
Shits been a doozy
I'm starting to lose me (I can't find my way back home)
I don't know what to know (I can't find my way to home)
It's over my mind
I've run out of time
My skin is burgundy
Virtually not going out was hurting me
Back then when I was cooped up in my room personally
Averting the hurt that failure brings
My mind was on decline I felt like Elgin Baylor rings
Nonexistent
For 22 days didn't ever feel the rays of the sun
Would have raised my hand to put an end with a gun
But I was scared of death too
Unsure what lay behind
Do we rest?
Is there God?
If there is I'll be arrested
When I arrive on the other side
A wasted effort in creation
To burn until cremation
It's unfair
Why is hope so hard to believe in?
Opened Pandora's box and it said f*ck it I'm leaving
Leaving me with no prospects and down for the demons
Talk is cheap, the more these niggas talking it cheapens
No profit from condolences you offer and deepen
The wound that I'm feeling
Uncertainty took from me the pleasure of being
My brain and my neurons
I'm mentally riding mad with Charlize Theron
Gil-Scott Heron of the modern day
I ought to say the revolution's coming but
Brother not today
There's other things on my mind
I'm faced with the facet of time
One half of my affect as a matter of fact
Is after the whites
And against black power
Can't ever decide doesn't take one hour
Or a day or a week for me to be clear as day
It takes months
And the people ask for answers they want
It's been like that since day one
Cause they figured that I had it figured out
When I was dishing all the facts and they couldn't even say one
But wisdom is not book smart
It's Clint Eastwood with a gun
Going through hard times
Pharcyde passing you by
And accrue archives on this game of life
Used to boost our minds
I just been concerning with this shit
You heard me first
Uncertainty is certainly wearing me to bits
I should learn to speak my mind (I should learn)
Speak my mind my mind (I should learn)
I don't know where to go (I feel lost in the world alone)
Shits been a doozy
I'm starting to lose me (I can't find my way back home)
I don't know what to know (I can't find my way to home)
It's over my mind
I've run out of time
My skin is burgundy
Virtually not going out was hurting me
Back then when I was cooped up in my room personally
Averting the hurt that failure brings
My mind was on decline I felt like Elgin Baylor rings
Nonexistent
For 22 days didn't ever feel the rays of the sun
Would have raised my hand to put an end with a gun
But I was scared of death too
Unsure what lay behind
Do we rest?
Is there God?
If there is I'll be arrested
When I arrive on the other side
A wasted effort in creation
To burn until cremation
It's unfair
Why is hope so hard to believe in?
Opened Pandora's box and it said f*ck it I'm leaving
Leaving me with no prospects and down for the demons
Talk is cheap, the more these niggas talking it cheapens
No profit from condolences you offer and deepen
The wound that I'm feeling
Uncertainty took from me the pleasure of being
Writer: Chidera Okoli
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