john givez - generation (y) lyrics
[skit: homeless man]
…got the serious look just like ya’ll got
that searing, intense look
’cause they tryna find his way, he tryna figure it out
it’s frustrating
i’m tryna listen to god, i’m–i got my own flesh in my…
pullin’ me here, my own desires, my family, my friends
all these things, it’s distractin’ me from this truth and it’s difficult to give in
[verse 1]
my confidence was confiscated by the complicated and convoluted culture we livin’ in
out of guesstimation the desired destination is a tireless journey but i ain’t givin’ in
the times are pivotin’, i’m sure we in the last days
and i’m on my last dollar homie, tell me get paid
“come get with these fast ways!”
think i need to slow down
’cause knowin’ what i know now
it’s never beneficial to bend a picture in places
never been official to run a marathon in races
i’m not your malcolm x, farrakhan, or martin luther
but i’m down to bring the truth to a beautiful generation
still struggle with using my wisdom in troubled places
she placin’ her hands on me, i’m trying hard to pace it
trying hard to say that i’m not trying at all
or maybe i am trying, just not trying to fall
[hook]
regenerate a generation
you got to use your mind
it’s gonna be frustration
don’t fret, it just takes time
regenerate a generation
you got to use your mind
it’s gonna be frustration
don’t fret, it just takes time
[homeless man]
everybody in a hurry, i don’t know where they going
but when they get there, ooh they gon’ be sorry!
[verse 2: john givez]
i guess i need to take my time wit’ it
i’m guessin’ that you can’t relate
i’m guessin’ we should all just settle down and find some time to pray
i know that we can’t see tomorrow, we just livin’ in today
and a wise man told me use my pain and special aide
that being under pressure’s great
use my weakness as his strengths
i know that as a listener that’s difficult to calculate
i guess that you can count on me
’cause being held accountable is what i know i really need
now to my deep valley feelings, you don’t stop
and to my mid-town militant, get guaps
and to my east-side brothers that mob the streets
and all my south throat-cutties chillin’ on the beach
i wrote this just to let you know that truthfully i feel your pain
and if you’re listenin’ across the globe, this here is gain
because you feel the same even where you ain’t from
we all troubled by the water when the wave come
generation y
[hook]
regenerate a generation
you got to use your mind
it’s gonna be frustration
don’t fret, it just takes time
[outro: homeless man]
the faster you try to get there, that career, that money…
and you gon’ figure it out that, man… it was the journey
it was not the destination
you gonna hurry to get there, the come up, the be-this, the be-that
and when you get there, you gonna feel discouraged more than you did before you even started
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