Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's
revealed
People don't talk about
keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated MCs
Staring in the trees, paranoid,
are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop heads
heads
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand's made
of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is Krylon blue
And everybody speaks in
a dialect of rhyme
And MCs have left materialism
behind them
Meanwhile, I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team
make it through alright
Because say what you will,
and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for
at the end of the night
Verse 2
kids
the same old same
advancin' the game
that something's wrong
What's real,
waiting for the sun
Verse 3
I've talked to a bum
Out on Sunset Strip,
he asked me, "How would you feel
If everybody acted like
you didn't exist?
You'd lose your grip,
probably eventually flip"
So let it be known,
the only reason that we do this
So you can pick it up and just
bang your head to it
While MCs fight to see who
can be the commonest
We float overhead like a space
odyssey monolith
you won't do it again
and say what you might
at the end of the night
Verse 4
kids
same old same
advancin' the game
that something's wrong
Verse 5
this is my place to hide
Verse 6
the kids
the same old same
What's real, is the kids who know
that something's wrong
What's real,
is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real,
waiting for the sun
Verse 7
the same old same
advancin' the game
doesn't feel safe
they're out of place
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