Y’all think this how we live this
Y’all think this how we do?

Y’all think this how we get this
Y’all think this all is cool?

But this the mission, and and this the vision, be no submission, cept this decision
Cause y’all been wishing, and god been listening, so we going fishing, for the people itching we cured division, in the intermission, need no physician, for this healthy living, we so efficient, need no religions, need no permission, we living visions, of the end of prisons
We break the cage in a careful rage, go on a stage, rewrite the book and turn the page
So take a look cause this the age, of a different game, we went insane but we found the sane, in that higher lane, its why I came, with a different name, but this system strain
The heart and brain, but I bucked the reigns

Y’all think this how we live this
Y’all think this how we do?

Y’all think this how we get this
Y’all think this all is cool?

Y’all think this how we live this
Y’all think this all we do?


The city of god, is a different ride, that many will try, but few survive, just decent minds
And big hearts, that peace of mind, is a good start, but a poor end
So don’t pass the buck to your poor friends, who outta luck in the deep end
From the higher ups and their stealing, power from the kneeling
Their tower built on bad dealings, needing healing from true feelings, leave em reeling
We new dealing, with good hands and good feet, go ham on good beats
Teaching fans from these good streets, they rise up to be good leads
Emmy’s for the whole team
Let em talk, we all lean, on the people for their callings, we crazy we go all in
\the lazy going to fall in, til they go harder than n’orleans, in february
Spawning from the estuary, we flowing to the sanctuary, the city of god is hella scary
For those not already dead and buried. But we letting go, and getting married
To the ideals, that’s necessary, that the heart feels, and the body carry
I can scream it out but nobody hear me
The dreamers shout do you really fear me?

Aaaa

Y’all think this how we live this
Y’all think this how we do?

Y’all think this how we get this
Y’all think this all is cool?

Gotta live it right, gotta give it light, go through the night, don’t give up the fight
Leave em seeing stars, and their scars, we writing bars, for all of ours, breaking chains
Went through the pain, now we flying main, so able, we be breaking canes
Walking til we break the bank, stalking sharks we break the tank
Off their guard we smoking dank, Offer to god, the holy thanks
But shooting off like bombs and tanks, no teenage we [way] past the angst
In the golden age we past the ranks, try to make us walk the plank
But we popping off like we broke the crank