Dougie D, K-Rino - Seeds of Reality lyrics

These are the seeds, of reality
These are some of the things
That you should think bout, when you breathe
Who said tomorrow is promised
Here for you or for me
But, if you open your eyes
I garuntee that you will see

The lies that are told
The dreams that are sold
The children that are starving
And the mothers that are hoes
The dopefiends and the dealers
The killers and the coroners
The swishas and the sweets
And all the bags of marijuana
The hustler and his grind
The law man and his nine
A crooked cop and a badge
And a innocent man that just done died
A member right out of the Klan
Got a position that's judge in a robe
The nigga that's facing the
Judge in the robe
Is gonna get hung by the throat
The money and the greed
The evil that deceives
The pussy and the dick
The infection and the disease
The ghetto and it's cries
The soldiers that have died
The sweet taste of living
And the bitter taste of dying
The wicked ways of Satan
The holy ways of God the people doing right
And the people doing wrong
The higher class living rich
Lower class slums
Lower class taking higher class shit
With guns

The passing of a life, the coming of a new
The passion of a love, the hatred of it too
The trying for bickery, the agony of defeat
The screams of a war
The silence of the peace
The demons of the hells
The angels of the heavens
Punished for our sins
Forgiven for our mature guessings
A man that set his best
A man that set his doom
A figment of the imagination
A figment of the truth
The weakness of a mark
The strength of a king
The beauty of a princess
And the horror of a beast
The gift of having sight
The curse of being blind
Knowing when to stay
And knowing when to move around
The timidness of women, the fury of her wrath
The judgment of a wise man
And the foolish never lasts
The new into the old, the old into the new
The now that was then, the then we never knew

We live in modern day Babylon
I roll with activists from Garvey
Down to Farakan whites fintiblize
Murdered us and many women cried
Got penalized for being black
Through blatant genocide
I'm trying to elevate my own mind
And enlighten yours i'm writing bars
That might fighting people from fighting wars
I read the time through revelation
Not a horoscope
At the rate we going, will we see tomorrow
(nope) false education
So I can't believe what teachers say
How can I keep going to church
Knowing the preacher's gay
I'm tired of stepping on the glass
I'm bout to buy a weapon
How can I know my partna's smoking
And won't try to help him
America is at the end
We ain't got longer last
You ain't a man your woman work
And you laying on your ass
We are the sinners of the lost nation
Getting found
And every action committed by a man
Was written down