FALL OF ROME ft. Unconventional Kingz Lyrics

Speak of the devil it's me

Speaking of heaven it's she

Seeking to find a good piece of divine

But my inner keep dead-ing my peace

Debt-ing my energy

Debt to the G

The governments running a separate scheme

Kill the resources for mental and physical

Baltimore pot holes is wrecking our streets

Enforcing the message free will isn't free

fortunately restless we sorta can see

The way that they make it a game to be fed

Cause the feds always wanna give lessons to teens

In T.V and news and big movie screens

But we start to wake up and see that it's greed

But what do I do when I sit on my phone

Disconnected and connected to everything

We created cycles of awareness

Where everyone can be pathetic

And post a image for gesture

Then taking it down for the aesthetic

All this class consciousness

Yeah we politic up and down on those Reddit's

But we don't do shit but forget it

We're so fucked the system's embedded

Give the credit

Create convenience

We need to see

Immediately that all of our things

Are seen in our ring right to the door

Right before agreeing

That billionaires need to get taxes out the ass

But what do we do when the competition

Buys the competition and we stuck in a trap

Knowing we stuck and we not coming back

Do we continue the same fucking path

Or do we continue to say that we mad

While trying to be

What the media telling us we need to be

To be put on the map

All of us want the fame and to brag

That God put us here as the main story tag

How do we all have the same inner thoughts

That tell us we something the world's never had

Is that the American dream

A.K.A the American scheme

The thought that we can all have financial freedom

Is really the reason we need

To work more hours for these corporations

And they work us to shit and

We don't quit cause the other grass ain't always green

Unless we water it

Let that sunshine right in

Everybody going to watch

Now we're piled in

On the bandwagon off we go

I'm sliding

To the paradise I create in my head

Know the world outside just ain't right

We got to stick together just to weather

Insane fights for our rights

And would you believe

If we could agree

That every single one of us deserves to be free

And if we pulled this off

We just might win

And if we don't

Is this the end

A.D.D generation

Wait son

These motherfuckers don't have patience

Say attention costs your whole life

I guess ain't nothing freer than Masons

Funny how we spend hours

Watching ten second videos with perfect placement

Each one curated by the matrix

To keep us entertained and complacent

Get our blood boiled by brutality

A month or two we just have to see

A bunch of news about new shit

As if old shit ain't been happening

But it don't effect us right here now

So why the fuck are we battling

Internal demons about school crushes

And how we're going to save Palestinians

Equalizes the pressure

Equalizes the lesser

Freedom to pursue happiness

But happiness is now that pleasure

That we get when we get those likes

And we get those lives to get to that measure

Internet life is now a real life

And now real life's no longer the center

And do we care

Oh nah nah nah

Currency is just a plot plot plot

Everything that we need is free

Figuratively it's a lot lot lot

You can hang out on the block

Or you can hang out at the top

But you ain't never going to be where you want

There is no such spot

Goalpost moving

Every single time

Everything achieved

Everything's a lie

Everything that you wanna be is high

But only thing that you'll ever be is blind

What a hypocrite I'm aware

But I just gotta stop and stare

At what my life would be

If I ain't release what I fear

And would you believe

If we could agree

That every single one of us deserves to be free

And if we pulled this off

We just might win

And if we don't

Is this the end

Can't stop my pockets bleeding

Even when my heart stops beating

They'll feed off my legacy

Well maybe that's just wishful thinking

Can't stop my pockets bleeding

Even when my heart stops beating

They'll feed off my legacy

Well maybe that's just wishful thinking

We have deluded ourselves into believing the myth

That capitalism grew and prospered out of the

Protestant ethic of hard work and sacrifice

The fact is that

Capitalism was built on the exploitation and suffering

Of black slaves and continues to thrive

On the exploitation of the poor

Both black and white

Both here and abroad

Martin Luther King Jr