CYNE - Midas lyrics
[CYNE - Midas lyrics]
The man with the Midas touch
It began many years ago on the African sands
God blew the breath of life, came forth
Created man on two legs he'd stand
The world he could command
He could make love and war
With the same two hands and he did
Erected pyramids in his honor
Forgot the face of his father
Wicked ways to his daughter
Started wars, put his brethren into slaughter
His soul he bartered with evil
To make life harder wealth, greed and envy
For self, we never stingy
Gently we be giving ourselves
To these enemies
Never timidly, we go bold for the night
Forgetting the light that needs
To shine forever bright but we didn't
So now our souls are turning acidic
Our hope is hidden behind lies
So now we're finished our mind is blemished
We need to understand the truth
God help the youth
Get it together before we're through
Fathom that
How we get back to self-righteousness
Writing this made me realize we're blind
Sightless as we walk through life, lifeless
Sitting in dark, lightless
We need to fight this
Greed is turning us all Midas
Instead of romance, it's finance
Children without no guidance
Roaming the streets
Looking for hope but can't find it
Instead they fight it
Embrace hell and hate righteous
Curse and spit slant their eyes
And yo, fuck this existence!
Where nobody will even listen
They just follow tradition cause
They're conditioned to it
Turned a blind eye America
(cause the truth is scaring ya?)
It might just bury ya
Lies infecting like Malaria
Can he handle that penalty box?
Cause you're on top
You're gon' stop, dead in the street
Getting your knot popped, burning from heat
Can't even sleep, scared of defeat
Out of control, alternate delete
Nigga we're deep
And losing sleep well earned from 400 years
Of blood, sweat and tears
Deferred dreams and fears
Fathom that
How we get back to self-righteousness
Writing this made me realize we're blind
Sightless as we walk through life, lifeless
Sitting in dark, lightless
We need to fight this
Greed is turning us all Midas
Fuck the killing!
The huallah star, he want a million
So we can have a city
Filled with black owned buildings
For the women and children until
We grossing a billion
Mob mentality keeping the
Funds like Sicilians
Can you feel it? Hell yeah, nigga, we did it!
The CYNE rip it, war commited
Walk it and live it talk it and shit it
Everyday life is so vivid
Cursing the senate cause we
Need more blacks represented
We need a new edition of
Government politicians and policies
Cause the police politely causing atrocities
High velocity
Keeping my bank full of broccoli
Buying all of your property
Until I have monopoly word!
Fathom that
How we get back to self-righteousness
Writing this made me realize we're blind
Sightless as we walk through life, lifeless
Sitting in dark, lightless
We need to fight this
Greed is turning us all Midas
It began many years ago on the African sands
God blew the breath of life, came forth
Created man on two legs he'd stand
The world he could command
He could make love and war
With the same two hands and he did
Erected pyramids in his honor
Forgot the face of his father
Wicked ways to his daughter
Started wars, put his brethren into slaughter
His soul he bartered with evil
To make life harder wealth, greed and envy
For self, we never stingy
Gently we be giving ourselves
To these enemies
Never timidly, we go bold for the night
Forgetting the light that needs
To shine forever bright but we didn't
So now our souls are turning acidic
Our hope is hidden behind lies
So now we're finished our mind is blemished
We need to understand the truth
God help the youth
Get it together before we're through
Fathom that
How we get back to self-righteousness
Writing this made me realize we're blind
Sightless as we walk through life, lifeless
Sitting in dark, lightless
We need to fight this
Greed is turning us all Midas
Instead of romance, it's finance
Children without no guidance
Roaming the streets
Looking for hope but can't find it
Instead they fight it
Embrace hell and hate righteous
Curse and spit slant their eyes
And yo, fuck this existence!
Where nobody will even listen
They just follow tradition cause
They're conditioned to it
Turned a blind eye America
(cause the truth is scaring ya?)
It might just bury ya
Lies infecting like Malaria
Can he handle that penalty box?
Cause you're on top
You're gon' stop, dead in the street
Getting your knot popped, burning from heat
Can't even sleep, scared of defeat
Out of control, alternate delete
Nigga we're deep
And losing sleep well earned from 400 years
Of blood, sweat and tears
Deferred dreams and fears
Fathom that
How we get back to self-righteousness
Writing this made me realize we're blind
Sightless as we walk through life, lifeless
Sitting in dark, lightless
We need to fight this
Greed is turning us all Midas
Fuck the killing!
The huallah star, he want a million
So we can have a city
Filled with black owned buildings
For the women and children until
We grossing a billion
Mob mentality keeping the
Funds like Sicilians
Can you feel it? Hell yeah, nigga, we did it!
The CYNE rip it, war commited
Walk it and live it talk it and shit it
Everyday life is so vivid
Cursing the senate cause we
Need more blacks represented
We need a new edition of
Government politicians and policies
Cause the police politely causing atrocities
High velocity
Keeping my bank full of broccoli
Buying all of your property
Until I have monopoly word!
Fathom that
How we get back to self-righteousness
Writing this made me realize we're blind
Sightless as we walk through life, lifeless
Sitting in dark, lightless
We need to fight this
Greed is turning us all Midas