We know that Life comes here. ...we've seen it before.
What did they do wrong Lord? ...are we being ignored?
There's no beginning to our story 'cuz it ended way before we were born.
We see the sun,... this message,... your reflection,...
...you're getting warm.
I'm getting lost... ...and you show me the way.
Please share your wisdom with the one who wants your presence today.
I may forget the fundamentals and the name of the game.
...but I won't forget to find the words you want me to say.
(See.)
...I can't get it out. But watch! ...when I give up...
I start puttin' sh*t down...
...stop giving a f^ck.
I take a look at our dreams.
I take a look at the wealth.
At times, nothing's as it seems...
...take a look for your self.
It's not organized religion...
...it's organized crime.
If Jesus is the only son...
...you're everyone in time.
Why can't they understand...
...where religious roads all end,
...when supply exceeds demand,
...what it means to be human?
Now!
...it's time to fight.
No maybe, ...but might.
What are we going to do now that they threaten the right...
...to do anything,... (anything)
EVERYTHING!,... (EVERYTHING)
NO thing!...
...accept your own repercussions.
Cuz'... ...we're tired of servin' tables,... ...waitin', willin' and able.
I don't will, ...I'm willin'... ...a nonfictional fable.
See...
...the epitome of existence will be found...
...in every seed freed from the family tree.
Like me...
...the sunset in your eyes.
It's more than a surprise...
...for you... ...who knew I had it...
...in you...
...who knew that I would rise.
The faintest rumor, latest bloomer... the world has ever heard...
...helping truth find you through sound and self...
...resounding through my word.
I don't have to think about what is already written,
I'm gettin' me, my son and I up... ...out of their kitchen.
Itchin? B!tchin'?... Listen, please...
...put your mind on the mission.
Set your contemplation to the side...
...loosen the tension.
It's time we started spittin' something that they'll understand...
...and spread our healing skills across the air, sea, land and band...
...that gibberish we said before...
...of the 'chosen one'...
...thanks to artistry and common sense...
...that bull sh*t is done.
Now there's no policy or fallacy for breaking the mold.
We're told we're old, we're cold and rude...
...but we're about to be bold.
Take your messy antic morals...
...your religions and rules...
...out of our children's faces...
...and to the grave for the fool.
...and thank God.