Deepspace5 - World Go Round lyrics

Without these hard times you and I would
Not know how to treat prosperity
I've lived my life dual optically
And it would not be until I lost
It that I could appreciate true clarity
In front of my many reasons for these
Seasonal concepts includes experience
And charity
Thrift of life is what I have to grasp using
It sparingly just does not seem fair to me
But, I must go about humbly
And try to build something
Try to help others build not just lumping
My priorities as my only goals
But to point myself directionally
To brighten other stars
And let them know about galaxies
Far beyond their thought platforms
About men and songs, about war
And how it's wrong, but it's right
Because basically without the dark we would


Not know to covet light
I know you can hear but you
Don't always listen to me
Take it for granted every time you blink
That when you open up you'll see
Around and around it goes filling the
Flows with the catchiest slang
So who's winning this game (so who is it?)
The finger that's spinning this thing
Because it's yin and it's yang
That keeps the world rotating

Around and around it goes filling the
Flows with the catchiest slang
So who's winning this game (so who is it?)
The finger that's spinning this thing
Because it's yin and it's yang
That keeps the world rotating

The world turns
But concerns me not with what they got
Plot land
Follow the man leading to onslaught
Ignorant of what they heading for
I speak in metaphors
Straight into the market that's black
Riding the track
Bareback, down the path of the straight
Open the gate
Hates filling up the mind of the blind
So I decline all the fruit's spoiled
Coiled up in the middle was a riddle
That had left me perplexed writing the text
Out loud as I think it
In getting into the brainstream
Looking for an answer, to keep it honest
(i keep it honest)
I got the finest of noodles that I'm rhyming
Still I'm bombing to the beat I feel
The keep it real with rapping
In tales of platinum sales you ask me
It's a tragedy that Master P could master the
Art of acceptance, but regardless he got it
And if he can be successful
Then do I really want it?

Around and around it goes filling the
Flows with the catchiest slang
So who's winning this game (so who is it?)
The finger that's spinning this thing
Because it's yin and it's yang
That keeps the world rotating

This roller coaster ride is up and down
It's voice inflection demolition experts
Employed to destroy what's been erected
I've seen intrepid warriors turn
Holy water tepid
Then listen to public outcry blatant
Genocide on a record
That's like a cop who thanks a dealer
For the crack that he sells (thank you)
Like a woman who thanks a man for
All those lies that he tells (thank you)
And oh well, i smell the daisies and try
To endure the bee stings arm in arm
With weapons shoot jagged glances
At three kings
Spread my wing in the dark and fly by night
Pain infliction keeps my pen encrypted
That's how I write (oh right, alright)
I jump the turn-style, burn the sun-dial
Cry on my pillow for a lifetime
To experience just one smile
Call me a medicine man, everyone can
Yeah, I see you lying over there but
I believe it's better to stand
Panhandle on the corner of devotion
And patiently waiting
For the world to defy the
Trends and reverse it's rotation

Around and around it goes filling the
Flows with the catchiest slang
So who's winning this game (so who is it?)
The finger that's spinning this thing
Because it's yin and it's yang
That keeps the world rotating