These Walls
Everything that you ever told me was a lie
I see inside your head
You see through my eyes
I don't really wanna be here
You don't really wanna leave scared
These walls that I put up
Everybody's done so I better just shut up
And try to be someone
And I gotta keep my head up
Aimed at the sky
You can give a man some bread
Or put some change in his mind
That can really make a difference you can see with your eyes
Teach a person to believe that what you speak isn't lies
Cause we all deserve a path that will lead us to light
No matter what is in the past
See the future is bright, yeah
But the money's in the pockets of the stubborn
And the rich who fill their cupboards
While the rest of us are hungry
There's something else rumbling
While the thunderstorms thumping
A snap, crackle, pop
Or like a Rice Krispy crunching
My attention to deficits
Shows my lack of the medicine
After all the Adderall can turn the walls into gelatin
I'm white but I got a couple friends with some melanin
I'm an intelligent guy
Make sure I expect the worst
So that I'm never surprised
But I know it never works
Because I keep my hopes high
When there's a red alert
I always keep the rope tied
I've seen the devils face in medical cases
Anybody who has tasted minimum wages
Anybody who has chased adrenaline
Danger around the corner
It escaped and went in the basement
And that's a trail you can't follow
It goes cold like your soul went hollow
Tomorrow, I'm swimming in the depths
No shallow
I'm tripping on the steps
Taking me up to the gallows
Can't blame the executioner
Too many games playing Hangman with Lucifer
If it's the same thing to you, which do you prefer
A book that makes you strong
Or a gun that makes you stupider
I never what way to go or what not to choose
I never knew the right choice
Or the wrong rules
Only time to use my voice
Is if I had to prove
Cause when it comes to the streets
Got an avenue
When it came to the beats
Got an attitude
I bleed black and gold
Gonna snatch your soul
Gonna make you have to leave on sabbatical
This the Black Sabbath
This is black magic
And his past tragic
Always laughed at him
Where'd he come from
They will pay him
Just to leave them when it's undone
With a lump sum
Take this demon and return to the dungeon
All his life he was treated this way
Deep down, he conceded his fate
Inside, he could feel he was great
But when he went out all they seen was his face
All he had was a single bookbag
What you looking at
Said all of the upperclassmen
I could not expect a life like this
These walls built sky high with the bricks
I see inside your head
You see through my eyes
I don't really wanna be here
You don't really wanna leave scared
These walls that I put up
Everybody's done so I better just shut up
And try to be someone
And I gotta keep my head up
Aimed at the sky
You can give a man some bread
Or put some change in his mind
That can really make a difference you can see with your eyes
Teach a person to believe that what you speak isn't lies
Cause we all deserve a path that will lead us to light
No matter what is in the past
See the future is bright, yeah
But the money's in the pockets of the stubborn
And the rich who fill their cupboards
While the rest of us are hungry
There's something else rumbling
While the thunderstorms thumping
A snap, crackle, pop
Or like a Rice Krispy crunching
My attention to deficits
Shows my lack of the medicine
After all the Adderall can turn the walls into gelatin
I'm white but I got a couple friends with some melanin
I'm an intelligent guy
Make sure I expect the worst
So that I'm never surprised
But I know it never works
Because I keep my hopes high
When there's a red alert
I always keep the rope tied
I've seen the devils face in medical cases
Anybody who has tasted minimum wages
Anybody who has chased adrenaline
Danger around the corner
It escaped and went in the basement
And that's a trail you can't follow
It goes cold like your soul went hollow
Tomorrow, I'm swimming in the depths
No shallow
I'm tripping on the steps
Taking me up to the gallows
Can't blame the executioner
Too many games playing Hangman with Lucifer
If it's the same thing to you, which do you prefer
A book that makes you strong
Or a gun that makes you stupider
I never what way to go or what not to choose
I never knew the right choice
Or the wrong rules
Only time to use my voice
Is if I had to prove
Cause when it comes to the streets
Got an avenue
When it came to the beats
Got an attitude
I bleed black and gold
Gonna snatch your soul
Gonna make you have to leave on sabbatical
This the Black Sabbath
This is black magic
And his past tragic
Always laughed at him
Where'd he come from
They will pay him
Just to leave them when it's undone
With a lump sum
Take this demon and return to the dungeon
All his life he was treated this way
Deep down, he conceded his fate
Inside, he could feel he was great
But when he went out all they seen was his face
All he had was a single bookbag
What you looking at
Said all of the upperclassmen
I could not expect a life like this
These walls built sky high with the bricks
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Writer(s): Gregory Ledbetter
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