Worried About the World

Eligh: Are you worried about the world.. Lookin at the t.v. searchin for somethin to take my mind off The muck in the mile, they fuckin the file Pissin gasoline at mean us demean us and fiend us The hatred they takin in, hurry it out the door Usher on the new millenium, it's on again we killin the sound We fillin the body with bullet holes Its on..did you get the bulletin or not.. Captain america _ or bury a plot And you goin in that motha fucka ready or not If you stand in between these bridges, get out the way If you dont understand that, then get up and say What you feel a sand trap, it's hard to move Even with freedom of speech man it's hard to prove It's ok it's alright we got somethin that you goin like Feedin it to you with sugar and spice Tasting so nice when it goes down the pipe Bad information so wipe off the grime Swiping your credit card wiping your mind Clean like the money that was fronted from the propaganda Movement to get us all hyped up and mic'ed up In our own loans to strike up A conversation with a macintosh or a pc Rather be on the internet than play with my baby If im pacified enough i'll never cum inside her again Ill never have a reason to fight or _ take a vitamin Take a vacation to give a shit about anything.. Its ok its alright we got somethin that you goin like Goin like goin like goin like goin like.. Mike Marshall: This mixed up world and it goes round and round Little kids, robbin blind folks all over town Politicians steady lyin business as usual Wonder...what do we do now? What do we do now? What do we do now? What do we do now? The Grouch: This world is twisted, you missed it The whole point of life resist it love How you gonna shed all that blood? How they gonna bet on that? uh.. You'd rather break the bank Than focus your mind and have to think Scared of silence afraid of the peace America we made it a beast Give me my health back, ain't no doctor they just sellin crack Like them rappers do Started with beef now im after you And you dont have to chew..ain't no substance G.M.O. and y'all lovin it Now im sellin tapes you dubbin it You sellin grapes you bubblin Who broke the covenant? I dont see whats free about me that's troublin Bring the Hubble in, examine, all there is is war and famine With a little bit of rape and pillage Whatever happened to it takes a village? Do you feel it? can I kill it? Slang inside...that's how real it is Sage Francis: Starin to the abyss waitin for it to blink When it does take your paycheck Day to day type stuff everybody got a rough stuff Speed it to _ up in the tape deck Place bets gamble every blood breast Now that I pinch on a 12 inch Never been a brick in the wall Built by the long arm in the law Dedicate everything that I make the anti-war veterans Born to defend, liberty to the death and the _ to the end Stronger the man who would give him another hand Never consider pullin up another man Im a landmine lookin like a doormat Fuckin up the format, frat boys imitatin Borat Missed the joke, kiss your vote goodbye To the _ digital hopes..ohh Where was i..yea was i..preachin to the choir Reachin in the fire The reason I aspire I wonder where it comes from Like the knot in my stomach is undone Come to the conundrum family untied Religions never given to the indigenous bloodlines Come the conundrum family undone Religions never given to the people of the sunshine It's alright, it's ok We party all night, then we burn to a crisp at the break of day (hook)