Sketches of Pain

They say, or at least they say that they say
That reality is only what your mind chooses to believe
If that’s true, believe this

I don’t rap, I talk rhythm into a mic
I try to enlight and let my soul take flight
I can’t describe it, cause it’s 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 ain’t nobody shooting and there ain’t nobody killing
I can’t describe it but you feel it in the air
It’s the thump of the base, it’s the snap of the snare
I can’t describe it cause it’s more like a feeling
A future with me and no mics, I don’t see it
It’s 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 A’s but the boy is a fool
He doesn’t get people, he’s uncomfortable around them
Couldn’t find a square hole, so he tried to fit in a round one
Bad move, but the boy stays patient
It ain’t about education college is a corporation
So when I don’t 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 I’m on the right track but I’m riding wrong train
What does the song say, and they scream to the youth
Get up, stand up you know it’s 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 can’t see for you
It’s just music and it won’t change the world
People got to do it, every boy every girl
Fucked already, 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 ain’t a government in the world that can fight it
The day we the people decide to stand united
There ain’t a bloody army in the world that can fight it