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MATA
LEĆO
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Authority
Monday yawning school's so
boring, Or go to work like a jerk and end up snoring, Tuesday's mail never
fails, Collection agency wants me in jail, Wednesday's rules got me
ignoring deploring, my tensions roaring, Thursday same shit different
day, But these motherfucking rules will never ever go away.
Fuck the rules.
Friday night gonna be out of
sight, If you're 21 they say drinking might be fun, On Saturday Bible says
seventh day, The day of rest so have it your way, Go for a ride keep it
under 55, Respect the Badge don't drink and drive, On Sunday gotta survive
these fascist fools, Take your freedom back from the bullshit
rules.
Call me paranoid call me
what you will I got a fucking feeling something big is going
down.
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These Eyes (Have
Seen)
So many things these eyes
have seen, People I've met and places I've been, Inconceivable how one
maintains, In the game with the pain and the strain on the brain, How
reality's plane can wear you down, And make you an insane man who only
frowns, City hardened and cold just like me, Anger has numbed my eyes from
all they see.
Like a workingman's skin as
it turns to leather, The mind of the youth is forced to weather, An
assault on his senses by his parents and peers, That preys on innocence,
weakness and fears, Manifestation of rage runs deep, Over the edge of
sanity, thoughts creep, Violent reaction, bitter and mean, A product of
what these eyes have seen.
These eyes have seen inhuman
sights, I hold my breath with all my might, Like anyone else in our own
hells, It seems obscene the things I've seen.
Lost count of how many wakes
were attended, Mind and body never quite mended, Do you think this is what
life intended? At fourteen your life has ended, Maybe your spirit is
battered and broken, From shit you've seen and words that were
spoken, Death, violence, drugs all around, These eyes have seen some shit
go down.
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Stigmatized
Emptiness slips into my
mind, Emotion so fucking hard to find, I center myself in this
universe, With peace amongst all the pains and hurts, I think of all the
things that would've been, And the time I could've spent with him, But
again comes sadness creeping in.
Taken by surprise
stigmatized by the things I've seen with my own eyes, Traumatized until I
realize that I gotta go on with my life.
I can only guess what I
should've done then, Wandering alone on the path I've chosen, Lumbering
along towards inevitable fate, I await an answer, I wrestle with hate, I
question your life and the choices you made, I question myself with
righteousness and rage, Confused and sick from mistakes I've made.
Questions to ponder about
letting go, answers I find towards peaceful flow, People take shit for
granted as given, not in this world that I live in, In my eyes, I realize. No
more lies stigmatized.
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Control
On your knees before the
mighty them, receive communion once again, Obey and follow strict laws to the
letter, Do as you're told and life will be better, Go with the flow, avoid
the strife, let unknown powers rule your life, A box of glass dictates your
death stolen minds innocence last breath.
On your knees pray to the
one you appease.
Whatever happened to the
good old days no mental smokescreen subliminal haze, Corporate society prints
out your thoughts spirituality sold and bought. Now your life is all
dictated, all you stood for, all you hated, Establishment prevails again on
your knees before the mighty them.
Look in my eyes and you will
find, Another way to get through your life, Stare at my face, make up your
mind, And you will find love at first sight, Connect your soul now get
online, Mind control taking your life.
Try not to look 'cause you
might turn to stone, How much time do you really think on your own? Just
trying to be yourself don't wanna be like no one else, It was something that
was once pure and the truth was meant to endure, Gotta find out who's to
blame gotta end this mind control game.
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Cleansing
The dirt's so thick it won't
come clean, All around a haze like a smoke screen, I can't see you but you
see me, But I might be gone before you count to three. The waters are
totally polluted, The armies inside my head have feuded, One side has
smothered the other, The disease it spreads and begins to cover.
Maggot infested soul of
mine, Has painted me in a corner confined. My vision is blurred no reason
or rhyme, Help me escape these walls I climb.
I'm drowning in my own shit,
gasping, Gagging on the vomit asphyxiated, grasping, For a grip on the
soap with the rope, So I can get clean and begin to cope, Scrub me 'til
I'm raw, an open sore oozing Unless I'm clean I might start losing. My
mind and my life would have a fucked-up ending, Thank God if you ever see
cleansing.
Sewn my eyes shut can't you
see I'm smothered? Deaf, dumb and blind the dirt has covered The windows
which let the light shine through, Cleansing of the soul for I am
you.
The last time I slept I
dreamt. My friend and I we got so high. On top of mountains, deep in the
sky, Way up high where the white goes by. The air is thin and hard to
breathe. But with a friend near, by your side, you can conquer the world
or wander around all starry-eyed. I laid there and dreamt along for a
ride. I took in the journey, my friend beside. It all seemed so real, it
all seemed surreal, my friend and I were one deep inside. These dreams
come and go and are never the same. I await new journeys asleep I
remain.
When I hold my eyes shut
tight I dream. When I dream at night through my dreams I scream. Why do
people have to go and fucking change? What pushed my friend to tap the
vein? Asleep at night I visit my friend. Asleep at night I miss my
friend.
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Competition
We used to be part of the
same thing, But now you make strides for the gold ring, You make our
sacred ground into a slaughterhouse, You used to look me in the eye but now
you look me up and down.
Competition always looking
out for self, Indecision and then your friendship fell, No religion no
ethics in your ways, I pray for you to see the error of your days, I pray
for you to see the error of your ways.
Step up for the crew to
represent, But what do you stand for? You only resent. It was all for one,
but now you blew it, I know you're not down and I can see right through
it.
What you give is what you
get and I know it's not respect. What you give is what you get jealous ways
you'll soon regret.
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Modern Democracy
As I look up at the
sky, I wonder why my momma always cried, Was it for how fast we lived and
died? Or because we never got our piece of the pie? Busting at the seams,
The American Dream, Like Meth said Cream, Boulevard of Broken
Dreams, Parents with good intentions never mention, The Brooklyn House of
Detention.
Free to fly, and free to
try, to get our peace before we die, Free to fly, and free to try, to get our
piece of the pie and die.
Locking us down, we got cops
all around, The sound of sirens drown your own heart's pound, But you only
wanted a piece of the pie, And in your mind's eye momma's still gonna
cry, No matter how hard you tried, whether it's truth or lies, On the day
that you die...but we're free to fly, And free to try to get our piece of the
pie and die.
Freedom, Liberty, The KKK,
Modern Democracy, we have no say, American Dream, The American Way, Land of
the Free, Home of the Slave.
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Better Days
Times are changing, things
come and go, Things are getting worse the earth, a black hole, I say to
myself "Will this shit ever change?" Will it ever improve or will it stay the
same?
It's plain to me that things
are amiss, Because I've seen better days than this, How could we let it
get as bad as it is? Because I've seen better days than this, It's plain
to me that things are amiss.
Famine and war, hate and
disgrace, Incest and murder, raping the rat race, I see no end to this
suffering, Faith, hope and love are burnt offerings.
Decline and fall of modern
man, our fate is sealed by our own hand, Time spinning onward we're
regressing fast, Signs of the times say these days might be our
last, Better days are gone forever I fear, Our hate dictates our fate,
apocalypse is here.
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Gravity
I feel a weight that's
pulling me down, But my reflex is to try to break out, Nature gives fight
or flight syndrome, But my feet stay on the ground that's how I've
grown, Bred to resist the gravity of anything that's fucking with
me, Survivalist instincts through my veins are pounding, Transfused at
birth by my urban surroundings.
Gravity won't allow me to
fly, It pulls me down, the pain, I won't cry, Resistance and drive fueled
by hunger, What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
I just can't let shit get to
me, Got to reflect back on what pop taught me, To be your own man no
matter what, To never back down, and follow your gut, Instinct, something
he said that I'd know, Something that I'd carry wherever I go, He told me
someday I'd have to fight to be free, And resist the weight of
gravity.
Calloused hands wipe away
tears, Of the pain of a man broken by years, A silent shot that nobody
hears, A smoking gun of our own fears, My father worked all his life and
for what, Day in, day out, caught in a rut, The pain of apathy,
razor-sharp cutting, But I'll make sure he doesn't die for
nothing.
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A Lot To Learn
You walk around, always
screaming about How you're trying to get your way, But you should just
keep your fucking fat mouth shut, If you got nothing important to
say.
Because you...you got a lot
to learn.
All you do is bitch about
the things in life that get you down, You never care for nobody else, If
you saw how your life looks to me, I think you'd be ashamed of
yourself.
You live inside your
fucked-up world, Talking loud with nothing to say, You got a lot to learn
about your life, Because you can't keep on living this
way.
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Waiting To Die
Drug infested, narcotic,
electric, schizophrenic, Murderer arrested, a child molested, a race
detested, A building burnt down, insurance invested, Homelessness lingers
all around, rape, death, sickness, Homeward bound unemployed, no love, no
joy, Cut down to size, a life destroyed, war, no peace, Death, tragedy, no
cure, disease, AIDS, leprosy, A veteran dead below the knee, eyes burn in
your head, You cannot see.
Spending all my time just
standing in line, And I'm waiting, waiting to die, Watching every day of
my life go by, Just waiting, waiting to die.
Children beaten, poisons
eaten, look at the world, we're self-defeating, Reputed, undisputedly
polluted, crack heads with guns ain't afraid to shoot it, Countries fighting
for oil and gold while the hole in the ozone layer's out of control, Brother
kills brother in a world full of hate, too fucking late our heads on a
plate, Nature's dying, children crying, human race ass in a fucking pan
frying, With no one to blame except ourselves, greed transforms our earth
into hell.
Murder, Middle East
assassination, extermination, human termination, The war on drugs,
humiliation, A ruined nation, with no explanation. Something to hide bound
and gagged and tied, A gun in your hand at your head, suicide, It's
censorship of my pure mind, No justice, no truce, no hope to
find.
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A Way
The sun is shining, but I
don't know if it'll shine again, The sky is clear now, but the clouds wait
overhead, The wind stopped blowing, but I see the trees are flowing, The
water's calm now feel the undertow towing me down, towing me down.
The sun's gone down now
behind the dark clouds looming, Birds stop singing, silence so
soothing, Dark clouds open up, I hold my rain-soaked head, Thoughts are
racing by, I scream and wish that I was dead, I wish that I was
dead.
Gotta find a way in this
world to cope, Gotta find a place in this world with hope.
Gotta find a way to keep my
head straight another day I pray to let go of hate I break myself away from
my mind, I search for inner peace I never find.
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True Strengths
The pain creeps in every
day, And you're trying your best not to feel this way, Some days up and
some days down, Swimming in misery, you're starting to drown Looking for
answers to impossible questions, Searching in your mind in new
dimensions, Feeling so alone and you've been thinking, "I'm better off
dead than alone here, sinking!"
Searching for the light and
looking inside, To find out where your true strengths hide.
Going on and on this pain
has got to cease, Living like an animal full of disease, Further
inspection now you're looking inside, To find out where your true strengths
hide, You're looking around for some higher power, To get you through this
darkest hour, All those years of pain are now coming through, Those cracks
in your mind are nothing new to you.
You're starting to slip to a
whole new level, The metal of a gun pressed against your temple, One in
the chamber, maybe one in your head, You can pull the trigger, and your
mind'll turn red, What about the things that you never did? Getting
straight, get a life, maybe having kids? Is a moment's pleasure really worth
the cost, Of looking back on your life and all the things you
lost?
Don't know my future, with
my past behind, I'm now reborn new hopes to find, Free from restraints
that held me down, The cycle of hate that comes
around.
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Thorn
I got this thorn in my side,
I try, but I can't get it out, Been killing me for years gone by, a
miserable, painful bout, No matter how hard and long I try to rip at it, it
stays, Buried deep inside my side enduring, every day.
Thorn in my side.
I've picked the scab, a
trying way, a painful means to amend, Rid myself from the anguish, torment
that I must end, I've lived this way for years but now I gotta move on, An
oozing sore needs tending to just like the thorn I adorn.
Misused, abused, accused,
confused, I'm sick and tired of backwards views, my soul's too tired, All
black and bruised.
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In Vain
Feel the warmth of the flame
as it burns inside, Burning high and higher pressure starts to
climb, Turning passion into sweat, Jekyll into Hyde, Glossy eyed,
unsatisfied, I can't help but deny, As my love gets set aside, As my love
gets set aside, Magnified by hate inside.
Face down upon the
ground, Lookin' down at her, you start to frown, Thinking to yourself,
"Am I insane to do the things I do to her in vain?"
Woman beater with your hands
wrapped around her neck, Deranged, demented, a psycho-social wreck, Your
self-denial, hatred got to keep it in check, You rape for love and you kill
for respect.
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