short attention spans, short tempers & short skirts.
guess i’m on that cool out thinking music thing again. this is easily one of the best songs. ever. thank god i had good musical influences growing up. mos’ verse is hands down my favorite verse ever.
“Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain’t directed That’s why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive Not free, we only licensed Not live, we just excitin’ Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin’ Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained Our sincerity’s rehearsed and staged, it’s just a game Not good, but well behaved cause the camera survey most of the things that we think, do, or say We chasin’ after death just to call ourselves brave But everyday, next man meet with the grave I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy I’m tryin’ to live life in the sight of God’s memory”