i can't tell if i was lost or they banished me but i was gone, following a flawed fantasy and probly y'all was all right, i was wrong, now i'm like, where's the pause button? i'm really worried, B. i build walls just to break down the barricades i feel small in the cause, which is scaring me it seems all of my clear thoughts have been paraphrased and all these character critiques are apparent i lose sleep tryna force-feed the prophecy in my dreams i'm on course and i'm not a freak reality smacks me in the teeth when i'm awake i ain't getting free, man. i fear i am a fake. i work hard towards community, or so i thought but i'm confused by the unity i know we got like, if it's there and it's shared with us all how come it's always so hard to get along? huh? i wonder what's the cost of my sanity? and can i do the job that was handed me? and can we change the awesome disparities? i hope the song give me clarity. i'm fighting off the monsters and parrying i'm biting off the scars that i'm carrying i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in i hope the song give me clarity. i rarely hear the storm in the canopy but i see can the meaning that the words on the banner read: "our memes are the cause of the tragedy we need to be the charge of the battery" we're reading off a parchment that's tattering it's maddening, trying to embark on a strategy actually, we often feel awful and have to leave then we stop 'cause our hearts all are shattering i'm want to arise but i'm slackening i want, while i'm alive, to fight back a bit i want to find a home and go casually but i don't even know my own family its tough cause we were born in a saddle, see, we adjust our main course and start staggering. suddenly we feel the force of the gravity stumble to the floor once more, see? had to breathe. so what's the cost of economy? and can we be the spark that we gotta be? and can we change the awesome disparities? i hope the song give you clarity. you're fighting off the monsters and parrying you're biting off the scars that i'm carrying i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in i hope the song give you clarity. now i sing hard with my hands high, feels like i long left the field full of land mines. it's like you were a sloop i could sail by. truth is, i would be your fool if you'd bear mine. it's like, as long as i been paralyzed, i been looking for a comrade to materialize. i found one and i'm still tryna realize how much we could get done if we really try. heal the fear of feeling bad, we could really fly. this insecurity is sad cause we're really tight. i would never leave your ass if you'd deal with mine. fuck the prickles on your cactus. we'll do it right. aw, it's like i sipped truth serum these is true spits, i expect you hear 'em if you just exist in the one clear serious moment only then i trust you feel this i say we ain't need abandon all planning but when i'm making them now i have you in 'em i need you. please remember you give me clarity it's that simple so what's the cost that our passion brings? and can't we try to come off compassionately? can we change the awesome disparities? man, i hope the song give us clarity. we're fighting off the monsters and parrying and biting off the scars that i'm carrying i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in man i hope the song give us clarity. so, what's the cost of my sanity? and can i do the job that was handed me? and can we change the awesome disparities? man, i hope the song give me clarity. i'm fighting off the monsters and parrying i'm biting off the scars i been carrying i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in man, i hope the song give me clarity.

yo roll up pass the green and the zig zags. let's get toking like some fiends from this big sack. what we're smoking's help me spit it with this sick track so i'ma flow sinking-ship until you get that this real talk like, Kaczynski could taught ya we beef with each other while they feed us to the slaughter actually it's deeper. all of us martyrs for computers. and we do it all in spite of our daughters, duly. hold up. did y'all slaves want me stupid? y'all want me to go off on the game and its rubric? y'all want me to show off and explain how i'm crucial cause i can rhyme a couple words and say 'em for some students? yes i'm zooted but i still can rock knowledge i have got prudence. that's why i dropped college. i am not brutus, and y'all should not follow but our cities are in ruins and our kiddies all are hollow cause our culture is a problem like a misdirected river but all of us could stop it like a hysteretic system y'all don't need a rocket scientist to check the figures just amalgamate the fire of our fists in resistance and check the distance, like the crash is coming, folks i can see the prison guard lights like a sudden jolt we'll be ready for 'em so what you running for? we won't let the snakes strike twice like a thunderbolt i been laying low, falling back with my slow speed y'all wonder what is wrong with zack? he got cold feet? nah. i been holed up in my shack, working, no sleep, i'm holding focus to attack. we could roll deep. but we won't. no fight if there's no threat pass the weed, zig zags and light - there'll be no sweat we'll kick it nightly on the mic, playin whole sets end it with a message for the head: get your kin fed. but fuck the market and the middleman we don't need what they harvest isn't healthy for us dope fiends we could carve 'em like the pits from this whole scene we could start with where we live. we'll be home, free.

this is what i'm giving. musical existence. crucially resistant to the movement of the lizards. i'm insistent on living different now, we can make the fire fly far if we're spitting it what's wrong's wrong but i'm still confident. we must trust qigong. it feels promising. so i am cognizant of how i'm holding consciousness i'm wanting you to cop it i'm the opposite of stolid with it i got my heart in the cause like i was marcus always working hard, call me a dog the way i'm barking they ain't orders when i'm talking, marking god up like a product power comes in pieces, but you best believe it's getting solid i'm honestly making good with my karma even though i will admit i still admonish other artists hits it's because i'm really fond of living on this blue comet and we all are subconsciously starving it by the way we live we take away our kids' right to be alive in a place that ain't wasted i'm not hating you if y'all don't wanna fight with me i'm just saying dude, then we all might die quickly. how could we survive the near third world war if we thinking that a gear is what the third world's for? how could we unite against the first tier's poor course if we can't derive something healing from the earth's force? if we can't flow with fluid motion holding focus like moses how could we hope to lead our people like the chosen? the hocus-pocus ain't bogus. if i could open your dome, i would try help you see that you always have known this. i'm getting really sick of the slacking that i'm feeling in me while my peers and me wait to attack it these memes are eating us, breed in us like a maggot, we need to achieve our freedom completely or it won't last, man and that don't mean it's coming clean or easy, it is feasible but it won't be so neat as they would all have you think this ain't some overnight oversight over life but it's totally rife and gonna grow and mobilize. we are past the brink. let's use both our eyes, try to see something new we could use we ain't gotta buy shoes, food or our booze, dude we ain't gotta sign off our loot to them fools, too i'm trying to remind you - we're being ruled through a sick process this corpracracy is just the tip of the ice that we're locked in, see i ain't right on a lot but you gotta be shocked by the facts that i'm dropping in lines watch 200 species depleted by our greediness needlessly, daily, nobody's seeing it better let 'em know but we ain't beaten, we're eating our only to key to being people, plus your peoples are capable, need to let 'em grow keep on breathing the vapors of THC cause the studies say it leads to creativity - let it go! i know they're evil from power but we ain't weak you got prowess and i promise that you gotta just let it show and stay living, man you don't need a written plan see the big picture and the niche that you're fitting in what i'm figuring is happening: shifting. we're in a rush tryna get to position to push but pushing's what we're doing when we're walking, talking to onlookers when we shook 'em with our conversation say, "be just non-complacent and wake up the cats that you can but be patient and urgent" i'm urging the surge to be emergent and i'm certain that is look i see 'em hurting mad memes on the radio that's what i'm saying bro don't be scared be driven like mercedes this culture is insane and it makes us fucking crazy but we are not freeing our souls, we're saving babies and maybe it won't happen and everything will crumble babylon collapse and zion become rubble maybe i'll be capped or escape into the jungle but know whatever happens i'm a soldier in the struggle and i'm fighting no guns if obama wanna git me but i work with qi gong and it's helping out plenty they can send their new robotic sentries fuck it i'll be fighting for the rest of the century and i breathe bliss i ain't tryna lie that's what i mean when i say we make fire fly

Cities with the same shape, different names... feet moving heads closing throats choking on old cigarette smoke eyes cold heart frozen most folks keep their nose to the whetstone cabs crawling with tags scrawled on 'em the ants marching along are half hollow and i can't stall 'em it's a bad problem we're so lost that i cannot follow honestly it's obvious robbery what they're playing radio rappers are straight-up trash cause they get paid for it all of us get caught up in drama because the process is flawed and what's the cost? (a lot) that's what i'm saying, boy. listen to the writtens i'm spitting cause i'm as sick as you think that i am when i say this system's ridiculous what i figure is division is cyclical, people take and give it, before you think we're falling for the fake ploys so let's make noise and mistakes, make the roof shake and pump (pump) blood in the baseboards let your energy flow through your center it's essential what you think god give you veins for? i am thankful for y'all and music i see clear on stage, and i use it diffusing the haze of the brutalest maze babylon falling (aw, it's beautiful, ain't it?) yeah it is, it's hysterical it's a miracle we made it out as long as we did as some killers now we're here again let's start healing it so here's the deal, for real, no fillers block after block we're all in shock we work and serve our purpose constantly: constructing walls block after block we watch the clock we're certain this is perfect, to the top we'll won't be wrong block after block this all is fucked if we don't realize quick before we think we'll all be stuck.

one song i'll ask god like, please, me, be free, help me heed the call right i will speak sweet rhymes that define life one shot promise i'll make good with the limelight. i want an audience that's open to a message spit it, one song glory, which is something wholly different from everything i've written and although it's reminiscent of the gibberish they're given, suddenly they're listening cause it is rich and speaks to you and speaks to me, it's a miracle you witness every time you wake from sleep get it? one song glory, straight from jah into my teeth from allah up in you up from you into the trees, so breathe! it's the music of the storm over the water, you got it, you're forming thoughts on stuff i never woulda spotted, and honest, you're stronger than i thought you ever coulda gotten, your father is watching over you, he said you were a prophet so stop with all this bickering and fighting with each other, leviathan is big, let's unite because we're brothers and otherwise we won't have a chance for another try i want a song that can make you don another tie one that binds you to the glory of the essence of the world and the everything that's resting on the precipice of death cause we don't know our history we're just a mirror, reflecting what we see and peace will be impossible as long as we concede to the will of ourselves over everything we need i want one song that says it all right like Nasir coulda did with his "One Mic" but it would focus on the glory that the planet is and all the gory details of how we have mismanaged it it would bandage our brains while we banish the bane of our existence that we've spent in our graves shatter the chains, make us scatter and change back into something that would magically be okay and it would end babylon just by being made and it would render us a garden in which we could lay and you could memorize it all and sing it every day and ineffably it would say what i can't say like the virus really lies in our civilized state the structure is insane and can never be sustained what really works is Earth, but we're spurning her embrace. Have faith in her, stay with her, and we will be saved,

let me tell you all a couple little secrets number one - we feel okay when the beat hits like bob said, rasta light your spliff cause pot gets you high, like Ra, we gonna reach it to the top the prime gon' peak and zion gon rise over babylon's pieces i-and-i gonna spit fire at the features if bots wanna get violent we'll beat them too like, metal, meet bamboo my guns grow like trees kung-fu is free i do it plus i eat good food and i find a couple kids and then teach them truth like earth is cool and school's some bullshit god's good but there's lies in the pulpit we're at war but it ain't with the muslims you ain't gotta die if we rise with the movement, don't (let this be a little secret. the world needs to know and feel this.) right on time like the oracle called it we trying to fly but i'm worried we're falling i'm dying to lay my life down on the line for the cause if i could really be a martyr for y'all but i ain't sure that the force would be powerful yet i ain't worth more than this if i'm counted as dead so i'ma work until a fist is coming out my head so i can keep it raised up and use these to defend cause we ain't ready for the heavy and steady assault, it is impressive how they planning to pen in us all and nobody's hopping, spitting mad at the pedagogues except us, the set up sucks and it better fall. they make us nibble on the kibble, call it Beneful, pitiful how we sit and chill, drink cause it's plentiful, beautiful, that is you and it is crucial we getting off next stop willoughby, kill or be killed, better not (let this be a little secret. the world needs to know and feel this.)

CHORUS if you're not starving, thank god for kitchens if you got a momma, give love to women if you at the bar now, drink up your liquor your life don't suck too much, stop bitchin (stop bitchin) yeah. give it up for religion we all got god even if we won't admit it if life's not awful, then it's awesome and all of us need to stop bitchin stop bitchin - i'm talking to myself i be on my optimism, i am not crying for help i was walking like a zombie that been wandering through hell but i've gotten what i wanted all along: health yeah i'm feeling better than i ever really thought i could i fill my belly with a bunch of vegetables and fruit exercise got my mind right - my rhymes tight - rewild or die is honestly popular, good i'm feeling happiness bout everything that's happening struggle evaporating magically after sacrifice now we don't have to fight each other like we were all born in a war. life's a gift from the mother we don't have to pass their lies off as if they was right, naw living in this pit feeling smothered it's the freedom in the mind y'all, break the chains and rise up i be on my blissful my brother! CHORUS s stop bitchin, start a revolution i be on my Zendik, talking bout the future i be on my zen tip, meditate and then trip dimethyltryptamine mixed with some heady piff ready hit it, when i kick it's legitimate my writtens super slick and when you listen it is medicine i spit it for your benefit, tryna get you educated the facts are twisted and it's zack that's gonna set 'em straight i drop evidence talking bout better things cite my references, everything is everything lauryn hill said it even bill clinton said, you can never let your memories outweigh your dreams i'm getting presidential with it i'm honoring the dreams of my father with decision points in pen and pencil if i only had one sentence left with my very last breath, stop bitchin is what i'm tell you CHORUS