Lyrics: I’m at this open mic All these poets wanna complain about the world but ain't nobody changing it/ I’m sitting in this class All students want to argue about change man but ain't nobody doing it/ I’m sitting in this church The preacher man is teaching about a new life but ain't nobody living it/ (ain't nobody living it) here’s perfection lets go ahead a ruin it/
Hook It won’t be long before I’m gone/ I’ll be home and I’ll be strong/ (get Wise)
Verse 1 Handed perfection and we ruined it/ Trying to get back to being nuded again/ Those who make claims ain't doing it/ Had change in my pocket but I’m losing it/ Whats the cost for beautiful feet/ We just all talk got beautiful teeth/ I see the grey haired just talking about us/ The wisest in room ain't talking the loudest/ Young man keep-clanging cymbal/ They exit while you intro/ The lost man needed some info/ But I can’t hear through a window/ I see the world needs more change/ But I just want more fame/ Cuz my pride wants more tower/ Before we work lets sleep one more hour/
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Verse 2 We debate who the blind is- meanwhile we stand around he done bumped right into us/ We a bunch of peters trying to act strong point fingers trying to call out judas/ Before I went to sleep I made GOD a promise that I’ll grow up and pay him homage/ But when I sleep if I can be honest, all my dreams are just so childish/ Alone in a crowd full of noise, barely entertained in a room full of toys/ Living in Jericho hoping it gets destroyed, living amongst men disguised as boys/ Will you feet be a blessing- will your hands leave impressions/ It might be a problem if you have all the answers and ask no questions/ Everybody wants the crown now/ Nobody even wants to lay their life down/ We just talk we ain't really trying to live it my homie/I guess that's what they mean by religion my homie/ I see the world needs more change/ But I just want more fame/ Cuz my pride wants more tower/ Before we work lets sleep one more hour/