Here is the love
“What’s wrong with the world, mama
People living’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma”
Yes you got me right there, you got me asking the same question Will.I.am been asking since the 90’s.
Where is the love…no really,where is the love.
People living’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma”
Yes you got me right there, you got me asking the same question Will.I.am been asking since the 90’s.
Where is the love…no really,where is the love.
You ever lose sleep at night because you got so much to think about and not really much to do about it? You ever got to the end of the road and think to yourself like should I go back or make another? Ever held a gun to your head and decided maybe its time you just took the not so easy way out? Yeah not so easy, not all of us own guns and its just something we see in the movies or something we read in the papers, because we all know what a shame it is to step up and take your own dammed life. Well, this is a path most of us have been on at least once in their lifetime. We have at one point got to the end of the tether and asked ourselves like ooh damn,what next.
What next,what next. I don’t know about y’all but everybody got their story. Mine has always been the same. The lost soul that wanders alone in the night trying to find what’s Left of its body.
Hope. I tell a story of hope. Being at the end of your tether but still expecting something worthwhile, getting to the end of the tunnel just to realize you were lied to,that light was an illusion. Afraid to go through the night because of the fear of the broad daylight where the real wolves will shake your hand and smile at you. Finding solace in solitude embracing the tranquility of the night and hoping it stays like that forever.
Society lost it, people turned into animals animals became savages and the rest us became even more familiar with the adage every man for himself. We have been swallowed chewed up and spitted out. Have been through the gates of hell and loved it there.
Society has lost it, salvage what you can and run. No one is safe,the wolves are coming for you. They won’t stop until they rip off your last bone.
Everything we grew up knowing is a lie,there is no happy ever after only a happier now than before. Savor the good times they won’t last long. Live as you darn please the teacher is a phony. The preacher is lie and the law is a goddamn ass your leaders are thieves everything you were made to believe is upside down.
Where is the love blood? Savor the good times I say savor the good times. Everything has a shelf life. Keep your friends close keep your enemies closer… But do you really know who you’re friends are? There is a thin line between allies and foes. Forget being stabbed in the back,you’re own brother will look you straight in the eyes and slit your throat. Then he will come to eulogize your life at your funeral and his father will Laud him. The woman that gave you life will turn Judas on you and feed you to the dogs then make an example out of you and your sister will forever live in fear. The fellas you hang out with, no son those ain’t never been your friends just a bunch of hungry hyenas standing in line till you bleed out…and they will have their fill once they start devouring you. The girl you losing sleep over…she is the light you just a moth running around in circles until you burn out,and there will be plenty of other moths.
Son, I know you will ask me why. Why I couldn’t stand up and fight against it why I let it get to me. Am just a man, I lost my fight when I got something to live for. Pick up a pen and beat up a paper is all the fight I got Left. And I will beat up this paper until it beats up the sense in you. Knowledge will be the best fight I give to you. Switch off the TV and pick a book,read Stand up and be the change you want.
Here is the love.
Here is the love.
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