Models on the runway, McDonalds on a Sunday
I see beyond the liquor bottles and the Gunplay
I'm Aristotle philosophy for the ages
for the mentally enslaved for the thoughts locked in cages
for the people, for the mission, for the reason that we spittin'
for the culture, for the future which has already been written
what we forget in this spinnin' circle or cycle
is the spirit is within us this isn't church or a bible
this survival of the fittest in the wickedest of settings
mix the business with religiousness and this is what you gettin'
politics with poverty pimpin' as a profession
I'm watchin it all happen but questionin, second guessin'
like, teacher lied, i deflected and left the lesson
but then I reflected, selected another method
so now I'm johnny blazin rappers bby the dubsack
in a house full of stoners on some pass that, lemme puff that
grew up fightin' man I laughed at every "tough cat"
nowadays they only wanna let the gat blast when they buck that
I'm on some fuck that, still for the up and up
still for the left and right hooks, still for the uppercuts
and if you fuck with us, you catchin' all of the above
brolick brawlin' got 'em callin' me a thug
but I'm not
smart enough to expose the plot
caught the attention of the cops but avoided gettin' caught
every mention of Malcolm X got me noided of gettin' caught
stepped in the booth with the truth, and boy did it get hot!
credits
from Collective Consciousness,
released December 21, 2011
Written and Performed by Catch Wreck
Produced by Anonymous
Recorded at Cybersound Studio
Mixed and mastered by the Arcitype at the Bridge Sound and Stage Studio