Jehst, Confucius MC - Kennedy lyrics
[Jehst, Confucius MC - Kennedy lyrics]
Foul play, fair game
How many steps on this staircase?
Reaping the fruit of my labour days
Somewhere it all went pear-shaped
No free time, I can’t spare change
Fast food for thought, shit for brains
You can point the finger and shift the blame
If I’m gonna die tomorrow I wanna live today
If we living on time borrowed
Why give it away?
Give my life to the bottle I piss it away
In a primitive and pitiful way
Pitfalls pivotal to the position I play
Put me on a pedestal in this particular case
Tryna write true love on a polygamist’s page
Protect your queen in this critical game
And sacrifice your pawns for political gain
Political gang unseen hand
That might pull the pistol and spray
Let us bow down to masonic symbols and pray
Till we’re playing on the
Glastonbury pyramid stage
Don’t look back
Front, make sure you look careful
For that love you want keep seeking
I’m a Rambo at peace-keeping
As I through this country I’m knee
Deep in the so shallow
Kids left out in the wild but you can see
A deep truth in the eyes of a child
Surrounded by miles of the Nile
The killer walks free
But we can put a style on trial
It’s the age of the lawful killing
The courts are chilling
Programme a RoboCop enforce the mission
With the darkest shadow to sort your vision
So we close our eyes and dream
But never can explain where
Our minds have been
So we close our eyes and dream
But still feel everything that
Our minds have seen
We’re hassle willing to believe
While so many guys so willing to deceive
They say that we was once
Swinging from the trees
Now we’re in the yard, billing up cheese
That’s quiet evolution
Some don’t make it the quiet execution
Now that’s quiet evolution
But some don’t make it the quiet execution
It is my own personal view
Having lived through it that
In America The Beatles replaced
Our assassinated president Kennedy
Who represented our hopes for a certain
Kind of society didn’t get
There and The Stones replaced
Our assassinated folk music
Which our own leaders
Suppressed for cultural
Racial, and financial reasons it
Wasn't okay with
Everybody to be Kennedy or Muddy Waters
But those messages could be accepted
If they came through white
Entertainers from the parent culture that's
Why they’re still around
How many steps on this staircase?
Reaping the fruit of my labour days
Somewhere it all went pear-shaped
No free time, I can’t spare change
Fast food for thought, shit for brains
You can point the finger and shift the blame
If I’m gonna die tomorrow I wanna live today
If we living on time borrowed
Why give it away?
Give my life to the bottle I piss it away
In a primitive and pitiful way
Pitfalls pivotal to the position I play
Put me on a pedestal in this particular case
Tryna write true love on a polygamist’s page
Protect your queen in this critical game
And sacrifice your pawns for political gain
Political gang unseen hand
That might pull the pistol and spray
Let us bow down to masonic symbols and pray
Till we’re playing on the
Glastonbury pyramid stage
Don’t look back
Front, make sure you look careful
For that love you want keep seeking
I’m a Rambo at peace-keeping
As I through this country I’m knee
Deep in the so shallow
Kids left out in the wild but you can see
A deep truth in the eyes of a child
Surrounded by miles of the Nile
The killer walks free
But we can put a style on trial
It’s the age of the lawful killing
The courts are chilling
Programme a RoboCop enforce the mission
With the darkest shadow to sort your vision
So we close our eyes and dream
But never can explain where
Our minds have been
So we close our eyes and dream
But still feel everything that
Our minds have seen
We’re hassle willing to believe
While so many guys so willing to deceive
They say that we was once
Swinging from the trees
Now we’re in the yard, billing up cheese
That’s quiet evolution
Some don’t make it the quiet execution
Now that’s quiet evolution
But some don’t make it the quiet execution
It is my own personal view
Having lived through it that
In America The Beatles replaced
Our assassinated president Kennedy
Who represented our hopes for a certain
Kind of society didn’t get
There and The Stones replaced
Our assassinated folk music
Which our own leaders
Suppressed for cultural
Racial, and financial reasons it
Wasn't okay with
Everybody to be Kennedy or Muddy Waters
But those messages could be accepted
If they came through white
Entertainers from the parent culture that's
Why they’re still around