Vocals, Mixing and Mastering: Congruence
Original Instrumental: Dreams (Prod. by n u a g e s)
Lyrics:
Looking at this page and it asks me what you are writin now?
Lookin at my age and my patience is about to fall on out
Rich kids get the bottle and push it to the full throttle now
And the poor gets no education and their bottom gets lowered down
And the oceans gettin deeper and its blacker in all our waters now
And these girls ain't respecting themselves like its the common now
And the media doesn't spit all the truth quite like I am now
Yet they want that paper and spend it to get their bronze-on-now
And half the people hearin in ain't hearin' my message
Their bubble is blocked, signal is off, they tryna get hot, their pride's all they got
But what they are not, is compassionate
Well suck on these nuts, listen in
I'm blowing the real, breathe it in
Your lives are all in danger, hang up what has got you hung up
And throw that bitch in the closet
Your problems you can't deal with don't need no need to solve them
Just let it go, balance out
Accept your shit, tone it down
Be a man, drop the chip
On your shoulder, hold it down
Bridge:
And I find myself askin,
What happened to my generation? (x2)
Emotional education, it’s lackin in my generation
What happened to my generation? (X2)
It seems like it's less love & more hatin
What happened to my generation?
Verse:
Man this life is so upside down
It's almost like I don't even wanna come up now
My hope is dwindling, and home is kindling
You won't remember them, when they all but simpletons
Just listen to em
They can't even take the truth and immediately take it personal
You try to help , ain't workin tho
So what do they do?
Stay trapped & locked in a vicious cycle with their bibles
How did I go from being so sane to becoming so psycho?
When I'm the one who’s preaching to you like Geico
It's only 15 minutes, to change your limits
And fakes and bitches
Ache for attention
When they the one who wouldn't give you a cent for their time
Let me vent, hold that thought
Before you come at me and break me off
Break it off, bitch I'm sick of your take on life!
And what I'm like, fuck you think I give a right, about your left?
Give me a sec, mm no, didn't come yet
And you suspect me to believe I don't care and have rough sex
Like that's all I'm bout?
No I'm not, so just stop
Hold your judgment for the next one who can handle your psycho thoughts
And you can take em for a God damn man that they are
And for all my dudes feelin me,
Reach to the stars,
Because what you'll find is far more than someone else's love
It's your own, pride and joy
And your heart is kept for yours
Like this this girl I know
She's the one and I know it though,
But she can't find the time,
To sit back and realize,
What is in front of her eyes,
And if she just realize,
That I'm not like other guys,
Then it wouldn't really take so long,
And you could find out who I am,
You know where love is don't be scared
