Born Sinner

[Verse: Bless] Ruthless as ever No remorse for the better My forgotten soul is set up, not to forgive or let up Remember back in ’06 when I kept writing letters to Death Visionz of Home Eyes lower than folks that got high in our apartment complex While the complexity of my stressed mind set lines just to try bring that whole set down I sat down to try to think, what’s next on my agenda? Plenty liars and fakes in this world, do I offend them? If not, then I need to try harder Forget it, why bother? I cater to no one and I’ll admit it man, I’m lost in a world full of freedom They’re not seeing my vision Y’all are blindfolded, politics leaving your minds twisted Slow dance with the devil, rip the horns from his head And place the horns on your baby We’re born sinners who pray to a God allowing these clowns to wreak havoc and beat kids Love is evil; it’s obvious we hear, see, and speak it These are forgotten dreams No one here is who they seem to be Inspired by the violence and the fanciest of sceneries The brand new Jordan’s, snapbacks and the music Not Cole or Kendrick Lamar but the music you snap to No sympathy; that’s useless They blame it on rap music But screamo and horror movies cause teens to react too Food for thought This is the Purge; it's rated R Make sure to get your friends involved Release that anger, you’re in charge of every life except for yours What a life; we live and die It’s only right no one survives Your cool young history resides in all the pain you keep inside You better pray Attempt to hope for better days to come Life’s a privilege; think before you try to start creating one To those who want it all; money, fame, cars The American Dream is a fraud, all you’ll find is Dusty Rhodes But if you end up getting lucky, the dust you’ll receive is gold But don’t trip; they’ll rob you blind The only thing they’ll grow is old Cool Maybe it matters; "maybe I’m realizing that I don’t have it in me to be popular" This world is just a joke You can drink and you can smoke to think you’ll live through the night Some dads left when y’all were young What made him think that he was right? Some strive to be great, other never get the chance They’re influenced by the Cool and when you find them, it’s too late We all lose Going by what Lupe used to call “Cool” The “Game” is taking over And the “Streets” have taken y’all dudes And turned you into rebels Let’s rebel against the government We don’t deserve life, but somehow we deserve better In shape of all the glamour; red carpet with the stars Evermore; go to war without a conscience; we destroy Oh god, I know you see Marina praying for some peace They’re only leaving us with burger flipping jobs When we know we can do much more If our country wasn’t selfish we would never go to war Where were you when those kids at Sandy Hook got torn apart? And where are you while the government continues brainwashing our youth? It’s a shame because we try with no success I walk around and see some people missing souls; more or less [Outro] These are forgotten dreams of those who tried In this life, we have to live as we die; finished We don’t have a choice we have to try swimming in a pool full of blood; here we lie in it x2