Minerva
Didn't really want to read the lyrics to these songs
I felt the emotion, but it's too strong
Creeping on another bag freestyle night
Everything you know is gonna be alright
We trust the system of existence from our conscious minds
Reaching out to the universe, hopefully we'll find
We're all one throughout space and time
And love is never leaving if hate can be crime
I've got nothing left to say
Imma kick it again 'cause my soul mouth told me to stay away from not doing it
I tried to stop and they knocked me on my ass with existence again
Or was it me the whole time
I don't need a belief system to get by
I'm just tripped out by how everything happens in time
Straight off the dome
Like a hip hop song
I'm back on the mic, hoping everything's alright
Trying not to pseudo wrap myself into a fucking grave
Or some stupid words that just happened to get saved
I'm concentrated on nothing
Trying to combine something
I can define my mind and get rid of my ego's shine
'cause I don't wanna think about myself a lot
I already do, I'm fucking me and you are you
We do the same thing, trying to get it better everyday
Trying to grow up in a special unique way
Trying to believe that there's something behind
The deceiving disguise that runs over my eyes
But I can't worry about the truth
I'm stuck on Earth with a brain and a book that said God was a dick
And said, "Fuck that shit"
Threw it down and just quit
No, I didn't, my parents were smarter than that
They didn't raise me religious, I'm not a fucked up cat
That believes a stupid ass book used to control the people
Isn't telling them them what God is kinda evil
Well, fuck it, if there's a God, it's anything
An energy, some being
I don't know, dude, I don't give a fuck
Obviously, there's a reason we can't figure it out
So stupid reading your fucking books
Take drugs and sit down
Psychedelic revolution, open your mind up
Help you find up, where the truth can be rewinder
Everyday I'm lying though
So I'm crying, bro
You don't need those fucking drugs
When you high as a lion, though
It's all about what you want
So quit copying other people
That's bullshit, I'm not fronting
I've gosta end this song
It's going, gone
Freestyle away but now I'm back on mowing the lawn
Not
I felt the emotion, but it's too strong
Creeping on another bag freestyle night
Everything you know is gonna be alright
We trust the system of existence from our conscious minds
Reaching out to the universe, hopefully we'll find
We're all one throughout space and time
And love is never leaving if hate can be crime
I've got nothing left to say
Imma kick it again 'cause my soul mouth told me to stay away from not doing it
I tried to stop and they knocked me on my ass with existence again
Or was it me the whole time
I don't need a belief system to get by
I'm just tripped out by how everything happens in time
Straight off the dome
Like a hip hop song
I'm back on the mic, hoping everything's alright
Trying not to pseudo wrap myself into a fucking grave
Or some stupid words that just happened to get saved
I'm concentrated on nothing
Trying to combine something
I can define my mind and get rid of my ego's shine
'cause I don't wanna think about myself a lot
I already do, I'm fucking me and you are you
We do the same thing, trying to get it better everyday
Trying to grow up in a special unique way
Trying to believe that there's something behind
The deceiving disguise that runs over my eyes
But I can't worry about the truth
I'm stuck on Earth with a brain and a book that said God was a dick
And said, "Fuck that shit"
Threw it down and just quit
No, I didn't, my parents were smarter than that
They didn't raise me religious, I'm not a fucked up cat
That believes a stupid ass book used to control the people
Isn't telling them them what God is kinda evil
Well, fuck it, if there's a God, it's anything
An energy, some being
I don't know, dude, I don't give a fuck
Obviously, there's a reason we can't figure it out
So stupid reading your fucking books
Take drugs and sit down
Psychedelic revolution, open your mind up
Help you find up, where the truth can be rewinder
Everyday I'm lying though
So I'm crying, bro
You don't need those fucking drugs
When you high as a lion, though
It's all about what you want
So quit copying other people
That's bullshit, I'm not fronting
I've gosta end this song
It's going, gone
Freestyle away but now I'm back on mowing the lawn
Not
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Writer(s): Gary Wilson
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