Mumbles, Aceyalone - The Hurt lyrics

The more I look around the more it hurts
My livelihood is poisoned my works
Fall on deaf ears a messenger bringer
With a foreign face and tongue and
Slightly twisted view of this time and space
Space cadet Ace reporting from base
The water hasn't a taste
The time and the place
The paper, the chase the race again

Manifestation, reva lation-lution
Retro-bution solution
My peoples are poor, community war
What's the rivalry for?
The poor can't afford self genocide
Help 'em aside
He's on your side of the fight
Yes, but unfortunatley
Unproportionately out of order we have chaos
Chaos to order they're closing the border
It's a flip of the quarter
For the players, existing in this game
I'm sensing a change
That all will come to pass
Then a movement of the mass
But who am I to tell on who will prevail
And who's gonna fail and who in the hell
Are you going to tell?
You're new to the trail your doomed to sail
Away keep watching your backs
And cover your tracks
Get up on the facts and relax
And as the dust settles another one bites
He fights but he lost his life device
He's iced, my advice
Don't play unless you plan to pay the price

The more I look around the more it hurts
I quiety go berserk when I work
Hoping to find that part of my mind
That's mostly confine and blind
Yes, pure and refined untampered with time
Subliminal sublime the criminal's crime
I reach and I climb
I keep it refined I speak and I grind away
Keep watching your back and cover your tracks
Get up on the facts and relax
And as the dust settles another one bites
He fights but he lost his life device
He's iced my advice
Don't play unless you plan to pay the price

We all hurt sometimes don't we?
We all get hurt sometimes don't we?
We all laugh sometimes don't we?
We often pass the time don't we?
We all get mad sometimes don't we?
We all can flash at times can't we?
Have some peace of mind?
Don't we need to seize the time? Don't we?
Life is FUCKED up but it can be
Some people just lucked up
Because they can see
The shit is chaotic in disguise
Guns and narcotics for our demise
And don't forget the lies they pump you with
I rise to the occasion without
A scratch or abrasion
Just a hop, skip, and jump
Away from a rock hit and a drunk
No loitering here
Aye y'all can't hang out after dark here
Excuse me sir, but you can't park here!
I mean tell your dogs that
They can't bark here
I mean the world is moving baby
But, you gotta just Hold on
But Sometimes you can't just hold on
You gotta just let it go
Let, let, let, let, let it go