Religion is not something I like to delve in too often, but this song is fucking ridiculous. And yes, I know I just reviewed the album…but I really might not be able to speak enough about this song here.
“The World Is”
(self-transcribed lyrics)
im trying to get to this place that my grandpa told me bought as a child
told me only few can make it and the faithless aint allowed
be a star out of your gang, and aim above the clouds
and if you miss, you’ll atleast be amongst your own crowd
i smile, because now i see what he meant
i see it in the eyes of mothers when the young cover their sins to repent
getting closer to jehovah on their old knees bent
praying our mind frame switch and these times change quick
i hate to say it brother, but the youth are too stubborn
too stuck on themselves, to ever think about others
they must uncover the scales, when the eyes called lies
leading the deaf dumb and blind to a place my mom told me bout – hell
where your sins get cleansed, because they bathe in flames
and the only route out, is to shout out his name
i was trained to be a soldier for god, but as soon as i used my own thoughts,
kinda got lost in this small called reality, where hell is a fallacy, and heaven is a fantasy created by man
so dont believe in it, came here with nothing, and you’re leaving with nothing,
so retreat from this, world of deceitfullness, my people
its time to rise, realize there’s a heaven what do you think is inside?
up in the sky reach for it, before its gone eternally, and you’re stuck here below the heavens for eternity.
somebody once told me that im already in hell
freedom’s a state of mind its just the heart of me’s in hell
i freed my slave mind so a part of me’s in hell
so even when its hard to breathe a part of me inhales, so pardon me
you gotta try hard to be yourself, because you cant get to heaven being anybody else
i was raised by a reverend yet the lessons didnt help, had to get ‘em for myself
i was told hell is hot but had to feel it for myself
so i left home, as a young child smiling as i stepped on,
facing the world butt naked without my weapon
i lost my smile, in exchange, i put a vest on
now that my premature stress is gone, i got problems to face as a man
i was told you either stand or you fall
as long as you know that when you walk,
you holdin’ hands with a god, that alone can turn the dark into a walk in the park
i only talk from my heart, so open doors when you’re listening
every man has his own heaven, but the difference is the way that he envisions it
so, if you make your heaven pictureless, by the time you die you’ll be drifting in an imageless field
so fill your heaven fill of bless-ed thoughts (that’s real)
you can stress it or just let it walk
i got a question, if a man can make his own heaven, can he make his path to get to it to?
i only spit fluent truth
and i spit it for the listener so im spittin to you
you say its hell? i say its bullshit we gettin through
just think about it, every man has his own heaven
but shit you gotta go through hell to be a man first
and understand first, hell is what you choose to call the present
thats why you’re going through what i just choose to call it stressin
can i tell you fools the truth? i dont feel this is what im destined (at all)
so you can call it hell but bro, i just say im below the heavens
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