What Do You Believe?

[Verse I] It’s the last cry/ of the last man It’s the last fall after the last stand It’s the last scream /in the last land Throw the last punch ever from clasped hand The time elapsed, what you grasped in the moment Why was I the one to fly/ the one chosen Why was I the one to mend all the heartbroken Why was I the one to melt away the permafrozen Don’t ask just do/don’t ask for the proof or Make excuses as to why you cannot do this Go through this/ don’t be foolish or Stupid for nuisances are the ones that try to prove shit It’s the evil within that’s been driven in your skin That’s restricted you away from your family and friends That’s pulled you into sin/ time and time again Would you rather be original or would you rather blend? [Hook] Only human Dodge this Keep telling yourself what you know, but what do you believe? Are you stupid motherf***er no no! Keep telling yourself what you know, but what do you believe? [Verse II] I was bloodied I was bruised/ alarmed and confused Came out of the blue, on the ground, but I flew From the many came few/what if it were you That was told you man a new plan you gotta brew Because the new plan was used and abused and The best music ain’t fueled by the true fan The true values reduced by these new Stans Everybody’s got raccoons under pupes, fam Crae can change it/Crae embrace it Crae find a catchy hook and deface your Name and game the way through the pain No Drake, everythang is the same It’s how I feel with these hip-pop albums All they care about is income as outcome They do this without passion, without fun But it’s impossible to do anything without love [Hook] [Bridge] Let me try from the first to indicate the point where we're aiming at The point is this That human consciousness is at the same time as a being a form of awareness and sensitivity and understanding It's also a form of ignorance [Verse III] Definitions of contradictions that got me drifted Oxymorons were getting poured on my mind’s extensions Hearing offenses with no one coming to my defenses All this hate got me feeling numb up in my senses 2Pac told us that it’s time for a change Problems/getting worse/as my people start to age Life is a book everybody is afraid to turn the page Life is a musical most of us have fear of the stage Those who have success cannot put the book down Those who are happy in life sing and dance they hearts out But on the way through the pages to the stage Obstacles are placed tryna stop the road from grace The Born Sinners within us, they dyin to tear us apart Depending on what you fight em with, your demons or your heart If you decide on the latter, you will become the victor The born sinners within us could never begin to win us over