| 311 : You Get Worked |
This is happening this here is life
Days spent pondering truth is a knife
Respect due to those who have caught it
Dedicated to our friends who have sought it
This is happening this here is life
Days spent pondering truth is a knife
Respect due to those who have caught it
Dedicated to our friends who have sought it
Brainstorm superseding the norm
When we come together new planet is born
You revel in the chaos when people are torn
Then you come to find out your welcome is worn
We are advancing and retracting visionaries
Really here it's not imaginary
The way you work your mind you find it's an art
Where you feel it most you feel in your heart
Everybody gets confused
Delusions are everywhere
Buy into fakeness you'll feel used
Double talk fills the air
Looking all over for happiness
I've got the will to live
It's in front of you right now, don't you feel stressed
Falls through my hands like a sieve
I'm on a new high, with a pen and a pad
And for fun I attend a jam that's super bad
At the same time give it all that I have
Whether you're square, or the coolest lad
Eatin up my people, purgin their words
The jams are takin flight like lcarus birds
Drop on you and you get hurt
Cuz if you're under the rock
You get worked
Say, what gives are you after me
Breakin me down won't you let me be
Won't be having none of your mind control
It ain't gonna work on me no more
I said, what gives are you after me
Breakin me down won't you let me be
Won't be having none of your mind control
It ain't gonna work on me no more
You get worked
If you don't watch your back
People are scheming on you
Exploiting all the things you lack
They'll do what they have to do
Your good will is something they'll crack
How many times will they bust
Your originality they will hack
Don't know just who you can trust
I'm on a new high, with a pen and a pad
And for fun I attend a jam that's super bad
At the same time give it all that I have
Whether you're square, or the coolest lad
Eatin up my people, purgin their words
The jams are takin flight like lcarus birds
Drop on you and you get hurt
Cuz if you're under the rock
You get worked, yeah you get worked
Say, what gives are you after me
Breakin me down won't you let me be
Won't be having none of your mind control
It ain't gonna work on me no more
You get worked
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