CYNE - Fuzzy Logic lyrics
[CYNE - Fuzzy Logic lyrics]
A window letting the light through
Who is you? An apparition or real news?
(Real news)
Just give me a frame or place me on the wall
Are we all just an idea drawn in downfall?
I and I exist but do you really see?
What I really am or just
What I project to be?
Maybe both at once or nothing after all
Higher laws govern the physical
But the choice is ours
A Love Supreme fabricated the world?
Or the chicken and the egg
Appear from nothing I observe?
Who’s on first? Intelligence or
Knowledge? Are we
Really smarter than our forefathers
Or just harder? (Just harder)
So what are you? A man, monkey, or sinner?
Product of evolution or dust of God’s finger?
Many labels are bound to firewalls
And layers adjacent to being
Right are just because
So what are you? A thug, nerd, or player?
Dope boy? A rapper? Hood nigga?
A fan of NASCAR?
Anorexic chick to fat slob, lazy
Motherfucker to a dictator who runs it all
We all connected with imperfections
Where I ends, you begin
So let’s join the guest list (Preach it)
We wish for better like broken beggars in a
Love vendetta, we’re hurt
So we curse together (Go on)
You off of me, we rose from seeds and
Conquered trees, and now upright we be
(Uh, huh)
And on the flipside, if you believe we made
From heat and seven
Then we fell to our knees (Amen)
From listening to snakes
This is a human race
And I love you, baby for real
We’re some David apes
And not for shoes, but I won’t refuse a free
Pair life ain’t no crystal stair it goes
(It goes) , it goes (it goes) , it goes
Too cool for school, we’re made to lose
Paid your dues, it don’t matter yes
You’re screwed in this
Bullshit, honey life for dummies, the rich
Are slumming, the pickle in
My thumbs is cumming, so duck
Get it together, man
Like seams in good leather
Nigga, we so blind and so cold
The Lord knows
Young and dumb, stereo-blasting, catching the
Fireflies, we’ll race, face
Disaster, yelling, "Go!"
Firewalls are bound, the hurt is over-easy
Believe me, there is no rest for the needy
(Uh, uh)
Hedgehog dilemma hell yeah, my nigga
The closer we get
The more we want to point fingers
Dance to the Sun and gaze at the Moon
‘Cause all of God’s children
Got traveling shoes
Dance at the Sun and gaze to the Moon
‘Cause all of God’s children
Got traveling shoes
Development arrested, living so hectic
Every minute fuzzy, so the day’s so restless
Can’t complicate it reality’s suspended
You laughing at the kid
But the boy stay gifted
Clash of the Titans, a hero and a misfit
Every day is Shawshank Redemption, married to
Addiction, chained like a slave to the fixes
One more hit and bear witness
"Humans cannot create from nothingness humans
Cannot accomplish anything without holding
On to something humans are not
Gods" - Kaworu Nagisa