Liquid Cement

Spoken: How come nobody listens to the message anymore? I mean, beats is fresh and everything But don't nobody realize that the world don't stop spinning (The Grouch): I know this place, I swear I've been here before My mind state confining like a ceiling and a floor Plus four walls, no door, I scramble for the exit Can't connect with the key even though it's deep inside me And I know this, man, I wrote the plan out Sorta like a blueprint but it never seemed to pan out I put my hand out, but nobody's there Thin air plays my partner in times of despair Rare with the value of no deal and demanding Commanded by myself, I'm the pilot and I've landed It's granted that I'm gifted and unrestricted Yet I'm feeling hella stuck Somewhat convicted of an uncommited crime Dropping rhymes like tomorrow isn't gonna come Is it? Don't borrow from the thoughts of the next man Answer me with feeling Sacks of stimuli open eyes when I'm dealing Chorus: For the times you sang For the times you cried For the people who died to let the future survive Alive...yea-yea! (BFAP): Blind to the world, born as a child Wild how you never know where to go But you gotta trust your soul, the more you know Educate your mind, expand through the time on earth With search and conquer fear, if you choose love through God If you hear my screams before it's too late Too many victims of hate have fallen I'm calling all within the realms of this voice, you have a choice Live or die, why have the power of a bomb if you can't uplift the times I'm a piece of magic left in your tape to radiate truth As well as make you throw your hands up in the air At the show and get loose I was born in the beat and drum It's funny how they tried to run fear to the homes through the news Inject propaganda to all the homes that viewed the programs Uncle Sam brainwashed the elder generation To give hopes to rule conquered nations Lost on capitalist pseudo-democracy translation If you don't get up off your ass and do something They gonna choose your life for you, ain't that somethin'? The future is coming, summon all the sheep on the field Make some noise, and grab some boys And change the stolen world, yeah CHORUS (BFAP): Forced into a nature of man Gone beyond these streets we walk upon Built of piss and fear Here I'm a misfit, never choosing to conform As I stand within the storm I held my bloody fist to the sky I warned them, "You can never stop us!" Even though you try to drop us Let their ????? , wet dream But it's hard when your president is Freudian I saw Fred Ingles at the podium dressed as Nixon Who's really tricking me and you? I think someone's trying to play us for a fool It costs more to keep you in jail than it does to toss your ass in school And the tuition is rising...... Rise...alive...survive... Will you rise? CHORUS Yeah, we can't die...