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Look at the state of the world
Yeah I'm mad at the world
And I'ma share my frustrations just a little bit
Every brother is a thug and while they glorifying drugs
They look at me bugged cause I wanna be a gentleman
And my ladies are a mess, they want value in their dress
And in themselves they don't invest, they want significance
The youngins quote 50 Cent but can't count to 50 cent
We promote ignorance, they're so illiterate
My man's loving that money to death
Really to death, he'll kill himself to get him a check
But he weeped about Virginia Tech
But he sells Glocks and Techs
Please help me understand his intellect
We can talk about taxes and air pollution
Government's great illusion but that's makeup for the skin
And I don't wanna give problems without solutions
So I've come to this conclusion
Love God and hate sin
The money, the power
The fame, the lies and the games
It's all, it's all, it's all, overrated
The lust, the pride
The greed, anything to succeed
It's all, it's all, it's all, overrated
This cat was like "I don't feel you to be honest
You should sound more street, more hood, more conscious
And also be more liberal with your content"
He wanna make me a star so I can fall like a comet
I'm satisfied with the things that God promised
I don't need to chase a steak when I'm cool with Top Ramen
I'm a servant of the King, I pay homage
I don't wanna be on top if they put Him at the bottom
"Show you faking to be humble and poor
In hopes that the Lord will turn around and bless you with more"
No homie, I just keep my face to the floor
When He opens the doors my views will be the same as before
I can't be real commercial with it
Non-offensive lyrics, get some radio spins and give them Jesus later
I wanna walk like the Lord and talk like the Lord
If we live like the Lord then the world will hate us
The clothes, the sex
The cars, anything to be stars
It's all, it's all, it's all, overrated
The rage, the hate
The drugs, everybody is a thug
It's all, it's all, it's all, overrated
It could be hard righteous living with the freedom God has given
But we can live in the world and keep our sanity
You might one day be a star, even drive a fancy car
But realize my friend it's all vanity
It's the heart at question, who has your affections
Is it goods that you love or the God who made it
So for my last suggestion if we learned any lesson
The world's lost the game, it's overrated
The what, the who
The things, the rat race for the green
It's all, it's all, it's all, overrated
The oh, the ooh, the ah
The blah zay blah
It's all, it's all, it's all, overrated
The cash, the cream
The diamonds, pretty much everything
It's all, it's all, it's all, it's overrated