Action Complaints (feat. Rainy Daze & Happy)

I woke up this morning with a chip on my shoulder
A pain in my back, I guess that kid's getting older
Been lifting some boulders
Been putting all the work in
Now my brain started hurting and my heart's getting colder
I don't know who slapped the smile off my face
I need me a break, yeah, I need to stop running in place
So please give me my fate, on the cleanest of plates
Life a race, but there's no gas left in my tank
My bank dry, my lungs hurt, I need peace
Just a second to breathe
The clock froze, and that's been setting me free
I wish there was a couple extra days in the week
Then I could rise to my feet and still dream without sleep
Must be counting them sheep, must be losing my cool
Must be stuck on the blues, my eyes glued to my shoes
I lost track of the truth when I was cutting my teeth
I got that zigzag rolled, sitting under a tree

Everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big thing
Is it fame, or just another Abel and Cain
Because we gotta find a reason to complain
Nowadays, everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big thing
Is it fame, or just another Abel and Cain
Because we gotta find a reason to complain

His zigzag rolled, sitting under a tree
Walked up, old boy sparked that shit, then passed it to me
Didn't have a care in the world, just some rhyme schemes
And what I've observed, 23 years worth
Wearing that on my sleeve instead of my shirt
Discussion ensues, what keeps us doing what we do
Instead of what we want, I explain, as I take my first puff
Then I pass it to the left
Try to reset my mindset, I've been wondering these things
Have me feeling kind of strange
Am I in control, or am I just wandering that maze
Everything is amazing, even though my thoughts racing
I move slow and steady, head in the clouds
My feet feeling kind of heavy
Just considered a passerby, in my own mind
I let it float by, with the wind and the sunshine

Everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big thing
Is it fame, or just another Abel and Cain
Because we gotta find a reason to complain
Nowadays, everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big thing
Is it fame, or just another Abel and Cain
Because we gotta find a reason to complain

Woah, sorry I was day dreaming, ego cleaning
Looking for the grand scheme and don't know why
But I guess I checked my soul sleeping
Time to wake up, wake up, time to bake up, bake up
Wipe my fake face off, call it makeup, makeup
Life getting kind of stagnant, gotta shake up, shake up
Never stop growing, try to keep this pain from showing
My fire is choking, but it never kill my shine
Life is feeling pretty strange
And I keep on looking for the next real thing
Searching for the signs, got a little out of line
Not about to whine, feel like I'm running out of time
Running out of chances, but the bell ain't ringing
My demons keep dancing, but I still keep swinging
Today, I'm laid up underneath the trees
Been letting this L burn holes in my stress
So I pass it to the left, and I wallow in my peace

Everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big thing
Is it fame, or just another Abel and Cain
Because we gotta find a reason to complain
Nowadays, everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like the next big thing
Is it fame, or just another Abel and Cain
Because we gotta find a reason to complain

Open my eyes, life is fine
Even through the fog, the light still shines
Everything it shines on, I see as divine
For you, it's a curse, for me, it's a sign
Zen written in ink from my quill pen
Missteps and setbacks, not with Zazen
To be a gardener in a war or a warrior in a garden
Open my eyes, life is fine
Even through the fog, the light still shines
Everything it shines on, I see as divine
For you, it's a curse, for me, it's a sign
Zen written in ink from my quill pen
Missteps and setbacks, not with Zazen
To be a gardener in a war or a warrior in a garden