This World

This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be

Catch wreck like car bumpers
When I start
Uh
Oooo
It's the scholar the author
Cadence in sync with the beat
In which my heart pumps
Blood
Martyrs
Died for the harvest
Each rhyme put my thought in it
Bartender
Carpenter
Of these words
When guitars riff
Refuse to be paul bearer
Carrying dead weight
Holding on to stress
Turn you into head case
Best place
I traveled was my mind
Created reality one thought at a time
No bad vibes in the radius
We off that
Live from the stadium
We bringing back watts stax
Snakes amongst us
Behind the scenes
Pulling strings
Changing numbers
Our identity and dignity they try take from us
Lost our direction using this tainted compass
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be
This world
This world
This world
This world
They say the real voyage of discovery
Consists not in seeking new landscapes
But in having new eyes
Well these old eyes seek new landscapes
I spread my wings and soar through this world
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be
This world's whatever you want it
This world's whatever you want it to be



Credits
Writer(s): Dante Mitchell
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