jp reynolds - jenga lyrics
it all falls down
ain’t n-body winning
it’s a game that only finish
when all the players diminished
been a minute since
every block was filled with militants
equipment for the minutemen
schisms right where the middle is
the genesis
from the beginning white supremacists
shaky foundation builders
land stealers, k!llers
it’s a visceral reaction
watch the rumble now
brick and mortar
sick from slaughter
start to crumble down
it all falls down
everybody loser
a fusion of real oppression and calculated delusions
take a lie and then abuse it
gotta face the music
hear the chatter of destruction
encrusted with more confusion
who’s to blame though?
the builders or the players?
ain’t the same boat
you arrival, an intrusion
mine in chains, yo
you’re operating off illusions
but the chains broke
still we all fall down
we stumbling
hook:
it all falls down
n-body wins here
it all falls down
take it to the top
it all falls down
stumbling, stumbling
it all fall down
everybody drop
(it’s all gon fall down
n-body wins
stumbling)
verse 2:
i do better if i set you up to fail
leave me hanging only path for your prevail
remove peace then i move to the top
when enough peace gone then the whole game stop
n-body win
tell me who the next to pull
you show me uninformed leader ima show you fool
can’t fix what be missing
especially when you got a tool
holey, unpure ready made for us to lose
watch the blocks fall
hear the people scream talking bout they
shocked, awe
man them people been asleep
we are not wrong
to say black lives matter
low hanging strange fruit
new n-z-s same root
with the clock on
we just waiting for the war
it did not pause
it was dormant at our door
i’m talking civil here
i’m talking not too much is civil here
the honor gone
i’m talking what you thought obama won?
he played too
but n-body really wins
so who played who?
everybody i’m convinced
there’s no safe route
it’ll all come crashing
who gon save you?
lynch mobs back in fashion
ima stay true
on that peace and power flower pushing some days
others days hand catching
make you run away
never thought about purchasing a gun before
but ’bout to be up on my tubman if it come to war
might cop a 45 for the irony
might ruin your perception of the ivy league
might make the ghost of nat turner proud of me
might kick over the game with the might of 3
yea fire met with fire is all i can see
i know the situation dire and i’m dying to see
if it’ll topple i do not expect it otherwise
that’s word to mines
and everybody stumbling
(hook)
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