Mo.Jey Lyrics: "Divided States"

Divided States


There's no rewind in the tape, I'm 4 decades deep, shaded
Cross faded spun backwards, from the backroads of hades
Born searching for tomorrows, yesterdays never played
This game fair wit todays, sun blinded nights, like Ray
They write plays for the stage, saying Jesus was gay
First class ticket to hell, where hail storms never lay
Speaking easy wit a chip on my shoulders, I'm spent
I sent a tenth of my rent to spin my sphere as it bent
Globally warming yo ears, vocally arming my peers
Warning signs been known for years, I sip tears for my fears
Downing German beers for kicks the serpent's holding yo hand
Come have an apple wit a nigga, cuz divided we stand
United we stall pause, cuz the dream got deferred
Them student loans' in default my fault them visions got blurred
Sight unseen, never heard, the soothsayer's preferred
Diamonds dialogue the streets, but they ain't saying a word

Stirred the pot of jumbo dreams, soul's erased on the curb
Half-a-shot of gumbo steam, leaving niggas, absurd
You see the deacon when he speaking bout the plate for collection
I see the deacon dank and tweakin', choir SINGS, a selection
No protection from the weapon, time holds in itz hands
A tickin' bomb's a dead calm, wit a list of demands
Cuz divided we stand and, united we call
A cold diluted conversation, told the rise and the fall
Like Black Panther power pride and the right to bare arms
Black answer, sour, died, like they raised us on farms
Cut yo throat to make it seem everything's drenched in blood
Jump cut, deleted scenes, WATCH YOU drown in a flood
Desert sands turned to mud, caked up prices for oil
Ali Haji-Sheikh is safe, til the temperature boils
Hallucinated holy states, but they defending they land
Friendly foe's chorus line, won't be making the band

A lap dance for yo son, what kinda X you on dawg
The kid was only 12 years-old, somebody's lost in the fog (Puffy)
Time ta roast the hogs, them fallen soldiers equals yo cash
I wrote that shit in a blog and y'all muthafuckas just laughed
But divided we stand and, united we stall
You got the bluetooth on yo ear and still ain't hearing the call
You got sum bullshit on yo breath but still be talking in flaw
When the sky starts to fall you won't be climbing that wall
We in the valley of the beast, AIN'T no shock or no awe
Why niggas quick to yell out peace then they lock up they jaw
They killing children in our streets, itz a muted confusion
SING, if we shall overcome, nigga, USE yo illusion
Illuminati illuminates, welcome to the intrusion
Nigga-ritis spreading hate on daily bread, in delusion
Sweet Mary don't you weep, they got a plan for yo man
Rip Van Winkle don't you sleep til you return to yo land

Cuz divided we stand and, united we call
Obama rhymes wit Osama, but they don't know him at all
Osama's chill-lax in a cave, he had a price on his head
There's 25 million reasons Bush didn't want his ass dead
9/11 was a glitch, for all this bullshit they fed
Tear 'em down to build us up, got the country misled
Think quick before the pitch, a one-way trip to a ditch
Vietnam's Iraqi bomb, now, ain't that a bitch
I'm related to the pavement, adjacent to where you park
In-Ten-City's like the matrix, time to come out the dark
I'm a stealth, spit-kicker, a juggernaut wit a mic
I'm the one these niggas fear, at the edge of the night
In six degrees of separation, who you want 'em to see
If you don't take the mask OFF you who they WANT you to be
And when you tryda catch yo breath they'll say you breaking the law
There's only so much time left, either we rise or we fall

United we stand...
United we stand...
United we stand...
United we......Stand UP!

(I ain't political, I'm ATYPICAL, nigga!)


Written by T. Jenkins for Je'Mani Daydreamz @ Nyght MuSAK/JeyMo's Precious Chyle Publishing Ink™. Copyright © 2010 by Monty Jey


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