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I can feel it calling poison, passion in my veins
I got demons in my thoughts, people say we ain't the same
They say that we're the fallen fabulous, say the fucking game
All I see is frauds, why'd you think we fucking changed?
Yeah
Sup, I'm Parz, it's nice to meet you
I'm just tryna have a life that's peaceful
Half of these righteous man are evil
Failed up pious plans, I see through
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you
You're chasing likes from random people
Everything I read's telling me we ain't equal
Everything you seen in The Beast is a prequel
You should take note
Don't care if you're pale or you're straight, bro
Good man, bad man, I can play both
Brown kid, night school was a scapegoat
Used to get it on the way home
Every day getting baited by plain clothes
They trace every way that your wage goes
'Round here, every day is the same old
You can stay woke 'til the day close
Stay woke 'til the cows come home
Stay hoping the crowd won't notice and they won't
You're still a damn slave to the payroll
After tax, what you take home
Are you really at Waitrose?
You in Tescos buying chemicals that you feed to your kids
That's how they make clones
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can, yeah
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can
I've been raised by these streets but I'm gon' be a better man
Backs broke and our heads ache
Black smoke in our chest plates
Thick lines in these stressed faces like deep trenches and cleft clay
We stand soaking in acid rain off the
Chem trails, they're like fat veins
Red streaks in that dusk sky, overlooking these packed trains
Half the lifetime of the average man
Stuck at the wheel in a traffic jam
Live to work or you work to live
Is your life really theirs to give?
Full control on your breathing
Those guys take it all for no reason
Now you need things just to fill the hole
Corporations stay beaming
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can, yeah
To keep the faith alive
Sometimes I think about the old days, yeah
But it don't mean a thing
Lord knows I'm trying best as I can
I've been raised by these streets but I'm gon' be a better man, yeah
I can feel it calling poison, passion in my veins
I got demons in my thoughts, people say we ain't the same
They say that we're the fallen fabulous, say the fucking game
All I see is frauds, why'd you think we fucking changed?