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[Verse 1]


I used to walk past a cemetery

On a pathway to my boys house to

Sit, get lifted and dream about

How we wanted to live. Irony

In actions. Fractions of honesty

Divide

People into factions

Those who will

And those that actually will

I guess things aren’t what they used to be

Memory lane had the yellow bricks removed

And The pavements now seem stained

With cigarette ash and shards of broken

Glass


Smells like home


The sirens

A familiar melody. But doesn’t sound the same

Without the nickelodeon theme tunes I would

To drown out sounds. Oh nostalgia

You wicked wicked temptress you




I remember


If not through the eyes of

The innocent who else could see potential

For limitless, second nature. survival

A mind set primitive.

Adapt and discover, that

Pound coin won’t stretch past that panda pop,

These days… It’s monkey see what monkey do

For the trees. Forest fires and friendly conversation

Searching Amazon for new ways to burn

The Bambu


Smoke filled lungs till

Speech slurs. streams of consciousness

Tangled. Gathered, with like minded.

A demand for retribution if left with the roaches

Burned it’s ooh ah ah ooh


We haven’t come that far

Since evolution.


Stand two feet

No alpha male

But still blessed with

Another tale of the hypocrite

Still blessed with the eyes of

The vigilant. See senses fall

To pensive states of temporary

Aspirations. Then pass it on, like

Tales around the camp fire

Unified in dream state

Then put the blind the blind folds

To our ear drums for session of ignorant bliss



[Chorus]


Like I ain't really worried about nothing

I swear

I ain't really worried about nothing


[Verse 2]


I thought the grass would get greener

Once I came off the trees, seeking the high

Has me throwing away loose leaves like

Autumn. See me clearly, that same primitive

Thought we evolve from like Dar-winian theory

I wonder why we choose to stay in the dark

Like the pigment of Stevie's vision when it’s

Hard to see our pigments as equals or


Any effort to engage your conscience

Must been seen as conscious

Accept the consequence

But never will I beg pardon on truth

The reality simian, but the fact are simple

It’s human instinct. As humans

Instinctively we adapt to survive

Or destroy. Same difference



I wonder why we choose to stay in the dark

Like the pigment of Stevie’s vision but some

Love the blind folds of ignorance

It’s a shame to see, the spiralling direction

Of self expression. jaded eyes see

Only see jaded solutions


Money Money Money shall rain down

On our daughters and we shall applaud

And cheer like the the arches in their back

Coupled with the rhythmic patterns of

There gyrating hips can summon condensation


Honey Honey Honey brown skin will be bleached

To be appreciated. Hungry Hungry Hungry

Stomaches will call our brothers to arms

Over pussy weed money because it sells

And thats all we know


I am no martyr for a message

I’m no better but know better

One body, a shoulder to lean

A head and mouth to speak

Truths piercing your flesh

A leg or two to stand on

Whenever in need.

And

[Bridge]


They still got my niggas hanging from the trees

Can’t see the truth when it’s 6 feet deep


[Chorus]x2


Like I really worried about nothing

I swear

I ain't really worried about nothing 

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