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letra de look, listen & observe - silent session

[verse 1: silas]
iniquity is wrong no matter how you portray it
cause every time you turn your back i call that betrayal
see, under these circ-mstances i simply can’t appreciate you
and after all the bullsh-t i don’t want to hear a godd-mn word from you, yo
this is the price to pay if you don’t walk away
one more moment will i stay though i got nothing to say
the senseless being of humans isn’t forced
people running around getting away from the course
incarcerated souls lost in time and sp-ce
a burden we’re carrying – way too much weight
our being is based on every one around
anyone’s individual, the way we look and sound
our species is unique we were once called pride of creation
although we can’t decide what time or location we’re placed in

gotta do your best and strive to survive
the only thing difficult ’bout living is life [3x]

[hook]
now f-ck that lol sh-t, man it’s llo
look, listen and observe and then you’re set to go [3x]

[verse 2: silas]
but still, growing up in this world being naive
with so many things going on you want to perceive
is this life really based on stupidity and flesh?
with people hunting you tryin’ to hit you with a lash?
the unexplained has attracted human beings since day one
did we come out of the blue?
why am i writing this song?
mankind’s looking for a reason
that everyone believes in
this world’s either filled with sin
but it’s just up to us and the state of mind we’re in
to change our behaviour and erase all our mistakes
it’s not about what car you drive or how much money you make
you gotta lead by example despite all heartaches
you don’t need to fear to be alive
you gotta strive to survive

[hook]

[verse 3: b.g. bene]
what’s going on, man?
what it do?
i’m tryna find a way, how you could stay
find a better better place
how to place my arrangements
how you could stay?
but it’s me in a different way…
the struggle of survival is a test for the fittest
me, i’m tryna spit the illest
gotta a go-go gadget on my back
so i ain’t tryna step, get it?
so you split the way on how i try to stay
and there’s nothing left to say
then just “look, listen and observe”
was your curse blurry?
maybe just too dawn…
too dark to see…
it’s the philosophy
i am part of it
trynna draw with it
read between the lines
show me some signs…
science and i, maybe i don’t know…
what am i?
where i’m going, i’m not knowing, not knowing…
look, listen and observe

“our great war is a spiritual war
our great depression is our lives.”

- silent session

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