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lyrics
The ills of the world are so stifling.
Ego walked hand-in-hand with ignorance,
And congested the land like bad sinuses.
Negativity sprung from arrogant tongues.
And I was too sick and tired of trying to silence it.
I was hopin' positivity would inspire them.
But it seems your dude's not a very good muse.
Tried to get 'em to wake up, but preferred to snooze.
So tell me what would you do if you trekked in my shoes?
Would you take bold steps toward change?
Or tread eggshells and pray you get through the day?
'Till you realize that everyone is practically the same.
And they inspire you to make a clean getaway.
I really tried to stay, tried to remain down to earth.
But it's high time I took gravity hostage.
Earth went from feeling like home to like hospice.
Tryin' to trip you up so you can fall into the nonsense.
Where to go?
I don’t care. Swear ‘fore lord, I’m on the first ship outta here.
‘cause I really feel like it’s gettin’ too crowded here.
Sorry, homie, but I gotta get up outta here.
I gotta go, bro.
You try to tell the truth, and people call you tactless.
Do a lot of preachin', but never bother to practice.
Mental Allen Iverson, dudes got it backwards.
Not too dissimilar from Kriss Kross' fashion.
Bunch of deep thinkers with shallow minds.
Careful, you might crack your skull if you take a dive.
Got these overzealots walkin' 'round now, lookin' down their nose.
Like proactiv gon' remove the blemishes upon their soul.
No. Man, we have a long way to go.
But some folks are actin' like we're already there. I told dude's that we had barely driven on the road.
We aint pass a rest stop, we aint even paid a toll.
They asked why the hell do you care, fam?
You know what? You're right, let me move on, man.
I'm hearing these rappers obsessing over Martians.
Maybe I'll find a better home in the stars, then.
They say “real men” get “real jobs” and lead “real lives,” so...
Your fantasies have no room in this “real life.”
It’s funny. I learned somethin’ “real” that evenin’.
You say a word enough times it starts losin’ meanin’.
They wanted me to wake up, but I preferred dreamin’.
Conformity was a bitch that I never wanted to be with.
So I told “I’m leavin’. Tired of your bull.
So find yourself another meat head to sink your teeth in.”
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I grabbed this album for two reasons.
After hearing 'That Grit', I knew Hassaan was a beast on the mic.
Apollo is one of the two best Browns in the game today. Can't sleep on Kev Brown.
Anything Apollo Brown puts together is destined to be a soulful masterpiece.
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