a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

goldenemp - page & pen. lyrics

[verse 1]
where to start? dissect my brain through art
then rebuild, retell, reclaim these truths in separate parts
started with a vision, now i’m scheming down a separate path
and scheming makes these visions a belief, now that’s a separate task
i’m angry at the world, i’m angry at the bell
and every single day we’re in pain and none of us can tell
i’m angry everyday, i’m angry all the well
so when i looked up at your heaven, man, i swear that book fell, so
i read the rules and i gathered, i saw the plan and it happened
i watched the news, i saw the proof, i realise none of us mattered
a woman beaten and battered, slapped wrist doesn’t matter
i had to choose to be the noose and leave humanity scattered
all these people keep on settling
with all these other people, think they’re better than others because of melanin
delusion so deafening, fear to be threatened with
walked into my room and grabbed a pen and started lettering down

[chorus]
now that the clock runs out, the top falls down, i’ll be standing with my page and a pen
and when i jot men down, i’m a god, bow down, i’m the best with a page and a pen
and all that i see belongs to me
all that i need is everything

[verse 2]
what’s next up? fbi agents getting checked up
hustling for this bus and now it’s a bust because they’ve messed up
so sweat, bruh, i keep that anger swirling in my head
you claim you wanted smoke, but you never wore a vest
news flash! l’s claiming he wants war
never shows his face, always gets these thunderous applauds
came to battle minds, but mine’s as sharp as a sword
so he’s the greatest in a system, but that system is flawed, check it
eat, sleep, control, reap, bleed, then fold
you’ll get help for a minute, then you’re out on your own
they keep on taking and just laying these zones
how are you supposed to feel safe when they’re out on patrol?
you see there’s no line that can separate the criminal from the oppressed
there’s no mind that can separate the cynical from depressed
we bury all our problems, keep em deep inside our chest
and when we’re walking through the streets you’ll catch a bullet to the head, i’m done
[chorus]
now that the clock runs out, the top falls down, i’ll be standing with my page and a pen
and when i jot men down, i’m a god, bow down, i’m the best with a page and a pen
and all that i see belongs to me
all that i need is everything

- goldenemp lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS