B.o.B - ESCAPE lyrics

You feel that? That's the sound of the kids
With no fucks to give
With no luck for shit because they
Didn't grow up as rich that's the sound
That's the sound
That's the sound of niggas locked in the pen
Doing a bid with more time
Then they should give
That's the sound of an oppressed nation
Tired of chasing villains that
Don't got no faces
That's the sound of a nation that don't
Got no patience for faux proclamations
Warlocks in churches in sacred locations
The sheriff’s a Klansman
The judge is a Mason
Not to be biased and not what your faith is
But how do I trust my own country and state
That's more loyal to Satan
Then their own occupation?
The system is rigged
If I vote will I change it?
Greed will consume us with no moderation
Blamed for a beast I'm not sure I created
I'm not sure I'm created
Like I'm inside a game I'm
Not sure that I'm playing
It's a whole operation
Whether it's real or whether they staged it
Shit get so tense when I go
Out to places if I
Fuck around and sneeze in the
Air I can break it
And people feel so violated
You feel what I'm feeling before I can say it
Before I can step in the studio to lay it
I know what my role is I know I ain't basic
But, I guess the truth must hurt
I guess that's why they butthurt
All the secrets that I unearthed
No stone left unturned
To learn to fly you gotta jump first
I touched the sky that's why I'm sunburnt
I change a life in only one verse
Welcome to the seventh pinnacle
Somewhere between the metaphysical
And hella spiritual i seen hell and hell is
Digital as well as visual
Hell is how they did the Aboriginal
Hell is when the innocent get murdered
And they don't arrest the criminal
Oh my, oh my god, oh my god
Take the steering wheel
'fore I do something that I
Ain't intend to do, no interviews!
Pacing in my living room!
BoB what's gotten into you?

People always ask me "Jeez why
You still living dude?"
Shit I wonder why I'm living too!

Why I'm living too why I'm living too
Say whats wrong with me? Shit
Whats wrong with you?
'Cause me I'm feeling good
Me, I'm in my zone I look up in the sky
I know this can't be home
And I know I ain't alone
They try to take your home
They try to sway the weak, and
They try to break the strong, huh
But, I'm not a quitter
God's child not God's dinner
On God I'm Godzilla
Try to plot, I'll make the plot thicker, huh
See the middle class got a lot slimmer
And the upper class got a lot richer
They want a revolt, they want you to riot
They want you to try it
They wanna provoke us to keep us divided
But the people are no longer quiet
They say Bob they gon' to take you
Out if you keep rhyming this way!
Huh, I say fuck it we
All going to die anyways