Zona Zae - On Everything Lyrics

On everything I love, everything I did, everything I've done
Don't know what it means, but I feel it deeply
Blessings to your soul, may your burden made easy
I found peace in my portrait, even in the chaos

Attention for detail, I'd say it's a fair trade-off
Caught in the crossfire, thought I was on fire
Heated, like what's the point if it ain't awe inspired
I don't own these words, you could use them after me

All praises to the Most High
We was at the food bank, shopping for our groceries
We was at the crack house, praying over dope fiends
They say time heals all, but time moves slowly

And sometimes you get everything you needed at the wrong time
Still gotta proceed when you ain't got it
Never complain about it
Okay, change topics

In the confessional, talking all professional
On everything I love, everything I did, everything I've done, everything I do
Everything is everything, till everything weighs down on you
Yeah, that's on everything, everything

You either choose peace or you choose war
Thought you was doing good till somebody mentioned
The road to hell is always paved with good intentions
And honor is a gift that only you could give you

And the truth sound like hate to those that hate truth
Wasn't in my favor, I still love the karma
I don't give a damn, I did what I wanted
Yeah, how you want peace when your screen is all misery

How you want war when you lack artillery
Let me show you how it really be
It's kids having kids, you have got to be kidding me
Avant-guarde the delivery

And what good is the money without maneuverability
Coming live and direct from the Valley of the Sun
Everything I did, everything I've done, everything I do
Yeah, everything is everything

Up above my head, you could still hear the melody
Nothing could have prepared me for them long nights on Beverly
You ever live with a fiend
Withdrawing from methamphetamines and your whip broke down

So you got to get up hella early just to catch the city limousine
It's the dichotomy between the luxury and the poverty
Where catching a break, feel like an anomaly
Where they take your sanity and turn it to commodity

But I don't know nothing like Socrates
I bob and weave the bullshit
Honestly could only speak from what I know
Reap from what I sew

Keep what I'm trying to grow
It's really everything to each their own
You know
That's on everything