Verse 1:
People need a rhyme to relax
Not about stacks or the lack of a tax

Nah, forget that

They need a rhyme to provoke thought

cause they know not
What the future may hold


Cause they're so caught,
Up in what's sold
And what's new and what's old


That's a waste of time if you ask me,
But you'll probably just pass me

And flash me a look that's all nasty

And I don't mean to sound so affected

It shouldn't bug me but I let it
I'm trying to keep my pain directed,
Rather than just stress it,

Or even worse just forget it

But it's hard


With the music of these days,
That just pays and help the artists find lays

It's a waste
It seem so bogus,
It's unfocussed, a plague like locusts


But I suppose that I can't judge
While I'm searchin for love

Which may not even really exist
But I believe it does,
I believe there's more than just me,

There's us/

Verse 2:


So what's the point of life?
Well I'm not quite sure,

But if you're looking for more
Just to pass the front door


It's quite simple

there's beauty all around

Like the flowers on the ground
But I found the sound


Of the highly hypothetical
Thoroughly theoretical
Intensely intellectual people


They call it hip-hop
the beat's drop

It won't stop to rock
And what you thought was a knock off
Is actually just a sample


cause it's been heard
But it's absurd, to call it a theft

It's for the words and I'm $$#ured
It's ushered a new way to life


And that's how I stay alive
I strive to survive in the wisdom of the wise
And if I have the choice

I too will share my voice
And you'll hear me rejoice amidst all the noise


But if my words aren't heard
No tear will be shed
Cause at least I got the chance to live

Before I'm dead