Ackryte - Out of Our Minds lyrics

[First Verse] Let's go straight in direct no beatin' 'round the bush Step correct don't f** it up like Bush Hesitance nonexistent ain't no tush I do what I say I do there ain't no “but's” Like Jack bust out the box then bust the box Native Americans call me Lone Wolf I will cut you off if you a muthaf**in' fox Get you out of my house like how Tim Howard blocks When you wear doubters and leeches like socks Doesn't matter if its just one that's enough to act a lock Still negativity close to my design There's trouble when imbalance between sweet sugar and sour lime Ain't no one in the world can help you find The truth you're lookin' for and you mos def won't find it in a rhyme Here's a clue, look for and you'll search 'til end of time Open the gift that's the present moment, allow the divine [Chorus] Every breath is a chance to break out the mold Color over dull and express your shine Even if we young moment we take form we old Come with me and let's get out of our minds A big ol' f** to what the system told Afraid of the light, they tryna' confine Trust and act on your visions, way to be whole Let's rebel by gettin' out of our minds [Second Verse] I feel these s**as tryna' take control of my life Momma's nature to worry but she got my side The different thing about me is I thrive not just survive Rather chrome to the dome than a f**in' 9 to 5 Rather ten hours in the studio Then one of someone bossin' what to do If there's something else you'd rather do then do A short life filled with doing what you love is better Than a long life of doing what you hate They wavin' money in your face Will you take the bait? Regress to good and you suffocate being great Revive the true you asphyxiate the fake Don't know 'bout you but I'd rather not waste time to fabricate I got visions I wanna turn to physical reality How can I do that if I'm under the slave mentality? I don't give a f** what people think cause people don't think Said Kanye, how can they when their souls down the sink? Takin' bait of being paid sh** but just enough to have 'em crawl back for more Dependent on a system that keeps their spirits low Drained so they can't feel to grow They rats racing in a maze where C.E.O.'s wear lab coats So you see from this music I'm tryna' make a livin' But when money rules, is this the kind of world I wanna live in? I know I'll be fine by doing what I love I'm content with alright, not concerned with below or above [Chorus]