letra de getting through - wise old owl
so maybe the wise old owl’s
never lived on the streets per say
but i guess i roll em everyday
f-ckin eh
hahahahahahahey
what can i say?
maybe i’m just really f-cking…
well hold on
wait a minute
that was you fillin in the blank
maybe you’re the pirate
walking the metaphorical plank
of existence in a subliminal fashion
you just can’t remember
what just happened?
cuz your mind has been hammered and stammered
by forces you can’t imagine anymore
so don’t look at me
just look at the floor
cuz you know that i’m the bomb
and i’m here to tell you more
you’ve gotta open up your third eye
and open up your inner four
what else are we here for, man?
i think i thought that was the plan…
to evolve and to grow and to mould us up
into something new
before we all rot here
like mouldy chicken stew
shouldn’t you be embarr-ssed too?
i mean
jesus christ!
he knew
mohammed
and
buddha
did too…
but it just doesn’t seem to be…
f-ck it
all religions
are just scintillations
of a future generations
powerpoint presentation
to a nation
of grovelling idiots
lost
to a hollywood notion
of greed and destiny
and of magic potions
and ointments
and appointments
and all the things that come with living life
in the land of the free
so just sit back, and relax
put your feet up
take it easy
don’t worry about a thing
watch the tv
see a movie
or do something for free
like go to the park
in the middle of the city
with your sweetie
which your tax dollars probably paid for
in the grand scheme of things
don’t you see?
i was being facetious
in that last sentence probably…
“or maybe not.”
(i said to myself sarcastically)
anyways
back on track
crack is whack
so is smack
don’t get your head stuck on that stuff
personally, i’d rather stick to the fluff
and always the green
you know, with thc?
f-ck it
id rather eat food from a chinese buffet
every day for ten years
breakfast lunch and dinner
that was totally loaded down with msg
then f-ck with that kind of chemical imbalancing (again)
but people still do…
and it just doesn’t seem to be getting through
poverty within society
is a necessary evil
according to the bourgeoisie
hypothetically speaking of course
and as cliché as this may be
i do still think they do
secretly run every country
with a small minority
of white dudes in nice suits
sitting around a huge black table
suckin on f-ckin’ expensive cigars
gettin rides around town in maybachs
and other fancy cars…
and all the while…
sittin around…
watching a screen…
in their office…
in the penthouse…
of the craziest f-ckin sh-t you’ve ever seen
and i don’t know what to do
about this dream inside my head
it’s been there since the moment
that i realized i was undead
i mean alive
survived
revived
surprised that i would surmise?
reincarnized;
somebody else who already died
it may be fresh but it’s an old mind
oh! zats a nice rhyme….
but it just doesn’t seem to be…
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