[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
Did protons and electrons create the Earth?
Or did Allah meditate and create its birth?
Is every day in this place a curse?
Or should I pray on my knees and embrace this dirt?
I don't know if there's a reason I'm here
I feel the only thing that's driving me is reason and fear
And seeing death to me conceivably near
So I don't give a fuck what you think 'bout me reaching for beer
I don't worry anymore about what my friends do
I have a more urgent matter to attend to
Is there something there bigger when I die and vanish?
That weaves everyone and everything into a canvas
I'm not smart enough to think I have a resolution
I'll never be a man with mediocre constitution
My father told me that blood and power intoxicate
And that tyranny is a product of his father's hate
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I recognized the guilt and sins of the father
And recognized what's built and what stems from the author
Understand man is not a machine
He needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being
Either way I'm gonna stick with my fam
Regardless if that's a dream of a ridiculous man
And I'm becoming more indifferent every day
So naturally all the questions have faded away
Some of the things that I said I hated to say
But blame yourself mothafucka you made it this way
I don't think I would even if I was able to stay
I don't think you're good I would sit to the angels and pray
But everybody gotta deal with they self
If they cut another throat for the material wealth
If it's a problem are you man enough to deal with the help?
Or are you destined for the darkness of concealing yourself?
Did protons and electrons create the Earth?
Or did Allah meditate and create its birth?
Is every day in this place a curse?
Or should I pray on my knees and embrace this dirt?
I don't know if there's a reason I'm here
I feel the only thing that's driving me is reason and fear
And seeing death to me conceivably near
So I don't give a fuck what you think 'bout me reaching for beer
I don't worry anymore about what my friends do
I have a more urgent matter to attend to
Is there something there bigger when I die and vanish?
That weaves everyone and everything into a canvas
I'm not smart enough to think I have a resolution
I'll never be a man with mediocre constitution
My father told me that blood and power intoxicate
And that tyranny is a product of his father's hate
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I recognized the guilt and sins of the father
And recognized what's built and what stems from the author
Understand man is not a machine
He needs a surface and a purpose and a reason for being
Either way I'm gonna stick with my fam
Regardless if that's a dream of a ridiculous man
And I'm becoming more indifferent every day
So naturally all the questions have faded away
Some of the things that I said I hated to say
But blame yourself mothafucka you made it this way
I don't think I would even if I was able to stay
I don't think you're good I would sit to the angels and pray
But everybody gotta deal with they self
If they cut another throat for the material wealth
If it's a problem are you man enough to deal with the help?
Or are you destined for the darkness of concealing yourself?
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