Immortal Technique, CunninLynguists - Never Know Why lyrics

CunninLynguists

CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Immortal Technique, CunninLynguists - Never Know Why lyrics]

Put her out in the cold
Didn't want her close to he
Cause his granddaughter's different than
She suppose to be diluted her genes
It stopped the music it seemed
That they'd only seen polluted stream
And that wasn't clean
Said he could almost no
Longer stand to breathe
From this pure horror
More worse than Amityville
So what's next? Don't answer me: yield
(yup) this is a normal occurrence
Not something randomly real
Ain't even allowed visit's over
A child's pigment his in-crowd ignorant
A situation "wow!" isn't it?
Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support
His mother and a few other
Friends privately in her fort
For short stays


Ya know? But more aid was needed
Baby is like a year and a
Half old now and speaking
More than I can say about
That man with his child
They can't even come face-to-face
And share smiles raining pure pain on her
Life by staying distant
Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ
Or a Satan infant
Blatant mentions about family
Blood won't leave loves her deeply
But evil sends it's opposite feed
(Old fashioned)
Too set in his ways to ever relate
If he could just set it aside
There'd be heaven to pay
Then, weathered and aged
Time swept him to grave
Love conquers all? Shit
I'd say that area's grey

Old fashioned people, they never know why
Old fashioned people, they never know why
Old fashioned

Most don't even know why they
Believe what they believe, man
Never taking a second to look at life
Bad water in our seeds
Y'all, still growing weeds, dawg
In the dark, walls blocking all that light
Most don't even know why they
Believe what they believe, man
Never taking a second to look at life
Bad water in our seeds
Y'all, still growing weeds, dawg
In the dark (yeah)

Looking at life in retrospect
It's hard to regret
Stuck in your ways cause hatred
Is hard to forget
Niggas talk all religious trying
To barter with death
Parts of the flesh wrinkle up
While you start to reflect
And even though nobody's life
Is ever perfect
You start to wonder if all the
Pain was really worth it
Pondering the purpose of living
The curse that was given
Dreaming about freedom and
Escaping the prison
People who pimp children are
Really raping religion
The matrix is fiction placed in a vision
But now the technology follows me solemnly
Building the future laws to my philosophy
Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy
Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas
Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous
I survived disease and political crisis
By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless
And now I live vicariously through my kids
Like people who love the sport
But can't play for shit fighting glaucoma
Front the cops taking a hit
I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet
Leaving the gold and the granite
The old and the famished
But just before I vanish
As I think I’m right at the end
The sun becomes the light of my
Birth and I live again
Yeah, nigga, remember way back when

Old fashioned people, they never know why
Old fashioned people, they never know why
Old fashioned people, they never know why

The world is changing day to day
It moves so fast and leaves
Them in another time

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