Holy Sock Gang - Stay Woke Lyrics

On the path of path-of-logic, who am I when I'm on my own?
Call it what you want to call it, call on me if you find my soul
Going down the rabbit hole - life is much more than a fashion show
Lookin at what fashions shown 2016 same shit new clothes
Born again no thoughts in mind, can I pick it up from a previous life?
Tellin me that I've earned this form, countin the times I've been reborn
Lookin for what - I don't know - But it sure ain't in what you say
Wishin I could end my self, gotta make room so none remain
Goin through this life's a maze, gettin side tracked on tracks I wrote
Meditate stay focused bro - Catch phrase of the day stay woke!
Woke up but the trend had died, shuttin my eyes don't change my sight
I just wanna escape myself, tell my why I gotta hate myself
Caught up in the cards that've been dealt, never cease to amaze me
Somethings got no control of, who gave me birth who raised me
I've been listening for way too long ever since that I learned to spell
Translate for the bird for brains: I count the days that I knew myself
I could use some help
If I fell by the colours of the sky,
Got blue when I wasn't enthused to be using my mind
Grey clouds, got lost and tried to hide
Lost fuel just burnin fumes, smoked out and losing desire
Enlightening, likely to remind me of what Life should bring
Sparks of electricity adrenaline, then wipe it clean
Blind again, eyes agree, fightin' till I find I'm free
Simon said the I should breathe, finally feel my mind released
The irony, desiring we finding free through these bars
While we see, how violently, protectors of the law
Be dragging us down, dragging us down, where we goin now?
Pray to rebound, pray that we count, when score sounds
That's two points to the soundtrack of our lives
And one, got the bucket on drive
Got blocked on the next attempt I tried
Life got game six, yo f*ck it the series tied
My people say stay woke, halloween they joking
Got the wardrobe for the character they chose
I pick the fruit that hangs low
Dressed in plain clothes
Aye, oh
My people say stay woke, halloween they joking
Got the wardrobe for the character they chose
I pick the fruit that hangs low
Dressed in plain clothes
Aye, oh, aye, oh
In the observatory smoked out the whole gang's blazing
Artillery ammo on tracks, click clack, boom bap, westside where the room at
We Incomparable to the norm fantasies changes the storm
We weather broadcast past predictions of law classes
Futuristic versus more seeds evil in many forms, leave, please
Nature on pagers beeping, dial in what we seek
Trials steamed us, weaknesses see dust when i drive off
Every week we see the messes Tweaking read my essence
Essential the tides gone, lessons tags bless
MC's in all territories,temp me come on, assorted temples throbbing
We mob in peace as I hear the tempo it eases me
Still no sleep 3rd eye's aware, I'm a pioneer
Glands in glasses as the sands tip away the scams
Viruses spammers, I flip it with my slammers
Searching for a hammer, Thors gods couldn't understand him
Word is bond, phantom of our hip hop is planted and then I'm gone
These days i stick to myself
With such a cold world, you wonder when some sitch's will melt
No one with a full deck; look how them issues were dealt
Takin one too many shots, it's like the mickey was spilled
Speakin of which, I try to think how Donny Richardson felt
Hangin on to many demons, never reaching for help
"I just jumped in the river" is what a text he sent said
And the brother's been missing ever since
Feelin useless like our community had fooled you, failed you, abused you, took for Granted, picked you up, chewed you, spit you out
The truth is, it's too bad everyone coming together meant we had to lose you
The potential locked up, forever hidden in dark corners
More n more wakin up to the wrong mournings
Vision contorted like reaching out for me was a tall order
I just pray you found the calm waters
My people say stay woke, halloween they joking
Got the wardrobe for the character they chose
I pick the fruit that hangs low
Dressed in plain clothes
Aye, oh
My people say stay woke, halloween they joking
Got the wardrobe for the character they chose
I pick the fruit that hangs low
Dressed in plain clothes
Aye, oh, aye, oh