Sketches Of Pain Lyrics

They say, or at least they say that they say
That reality is only what your mind chooses to believe
If thats true, believe this
I dont rap, I talk rhythm into a mic
I try to enlight and let my soul take flight
I cant describe it, cause its more like a feeling
To grab a mic and touch every soul up in the building
To fill a room with love from the floor to the ceiling
Where aint nobody shooting and there aint nobody killing
I cant describe it but you feel it in the air
Its the thump of the base, its the snap of the snare
I cant describe it cause its more like a feeling
A future with me and no mics, I dont see it
Its hip hop and this is all that I know
I plug the mic into the speaker give these people a show
It seems these days everybody is a scholar
Not because they love knowledge because they love dollars
I feel bad for those who live and die for their possessions
Know nothing, know it all answering the wrong questions
Like this, dude I know at university school
Works hard gets As but the boy is a fool
He doesnt get people, hes uncomfortable around them
Couldnt find a square hole, so he tried to fit in a round one
Bad move, but the boy stays patient It aint about education college is a corporation
So when I dont feel like dealing with the world that surrounds me
My Radiohead video tech bumps loudly
And proudly without giving a blink
Shit, my life is too short to care about what you think
I just open my brain, drip ink like rain
And I sit down describing these sketches of pain
Sometimes I feel my life is just one long day
Like Im on the right track but Im riding wrong train
What does the song say, and they scream to the youth
Get up, stand up you know its the truth
All day Leon Trotskis preach revolution
Waiting for singers and rappers to offer a solution
It can weep for you, it can grieve for you
It can open your eyes, but it cant see for you
Its just music and it wont change the world
People got to do it, every boy every girl
f*ck Darwin, we got to carry one another
Every woman is your sister, every man is your brother
The day we the people decide to stand united
There aint a government in the world that can fight it
The day we the people decide to stand united
There aint a bloody army in the world that can fight it
And you know this, man.

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