I wake up in the morning and I find all around
that theres not even a moment, sweet bird to be found.
and when I sit up in bed I cant reckoned the sound
of my own breathing tension,
smooth heavenly bound.
and I when get up to dress, I'm covered in dust,
from the world that I found so smothered in must,
with a pack full of wolves and a dog full of bite,
I cant get enough, so I run with a fight.
I head out the door and I go to school,
and I get on the bus and try to act cool,
But when I step off my map im still broken,
lookin for a world thats still out in the open.
and when I find myself share, its still like I dont care
but when im back there, its like its all fair.
for when the world is a mess and I come to the rough
I find that I just cant get enough,
of standing there still, broken and mopin,
and when I lie down near, its lookin, still open
cause in my head I know Im still hopin,
for something more than this world and its token.
cause in my heart I find whats worth livin,
but in my head I know its just flippin,
cause I'm running a race that I know im not just tripping
and im standing tall for a law
that makes no saw
upon the wood frame of this democracy
As I live in a land full of hypocrisy
and im tricking my self with this lies of false doctrine, see?
This life im livin isn't really me.
Cause you said go home, and right from the heart,
well im telling you class, this is just the start,
of a whole new world full of crime and pain,
so listen to this rhyme, and don't listen in shame.
cause today we are dying for a world we created,
and tomorrow well be lying, not being the hated.
but tonight we will make the most of our dreams
and in the end ill be crying, ¨you cant stop this
cream colored skin from writing this verse!¨
and you cant put down the pen and hope for the worst,
cause this morning when I crawled out of my bed
I put on my shoes, and stood at the head
Of the dreams of this world and all that Is livin
now listen close kids to the truth that im spittin.