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You feel that? That's the sound of the kids... With no fucks to give With no luck for shit because they didn't grow up as rich That's the sound... That's the sound That's the sound of niggas locked up in pen. Doing a bid with more time then they should give That's the sound of a oppressed nation, tired of chasing villains that don't got no faces That's the sound of a nation that got no patience for faux proclamations Warlocks in churches in sacred location The sheriff's a klans man and the judge is a mason But how do I trust my own country and state that is more loyal to Satan then they are occupation? The system is rigged if I vote will I change it? Greed with consumers with no moderation Blame for a beast I am not sure I created I'm not sure I'm created, like I'm inside a game I am not sure that I am playing It's a whole operation Whether it's real or whether they staged it Shit get so tense when I go out to places if I fuck around and sneeze in the air I can break it And people feel so violated, you feel what I'm feeling before I can say it Before I can step in the studio to lay it I know what my role is I know I ain't basic But I guess the truth must hurt, I guess that's why they are butt-hurt, all the secrets that I unearthed no stone left unturned To learn to fly you have to jump first I touched the sky that's why I'm sunburned I change a life in only one verse Welcome to the 7th pinnacle SongtexteSomewhere between the metaphysical and hella spiritual I've seen hell and hell is digital as well as visual Hell is how they did the aboriginals Hell is when the innocent get murdered and they don't arrest the criminal Oh my, oh my, oh my god, oh my god take the steering wheel for I have done something I didn't intend to do! No interviews! Pacing in my living room! B.o.B. what has gotten into you You wil'n dude you [censored] like you are invincible! People asking me geese why you still living dude? Shit I wonder why I'm living too! Why I'm living too Why I'm living too Say whats wrong with me? Shit whats wrong with you? Cuz' me I'm feeling good Me, I'm in my zone I look up in the sky, and I know this can't be home And I know I ain't alone They try to take your homie They trying to sway the weak, and they try to break the strong. Huh But I'm not a quitter God's child not God's dinner On God I'm godzilla Try to plot, I'll make the plot thicker Huh See the middle class got a lot slimmer, and the upper class got a lot richer They want a revolt They want you to riot They want you to try it They want to provoke us to keep us divided, but the people are no longer quite They say B.o.B. they are going to take you out if you keep rhyming this way! Huh, I say fuck it we all going to die anyways Aus Songtexte Mania