[Intro: Evan Roman]
I need love
You need love
Give me love
And I'll give you my love
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
They say thirty's the new twenty
And twenty's the new thirty, sh** I guess
Makes sense, 'cause fifteen-year-olds seem twenty
And twenty-five -year-olds seem ten
I used to drink away my paycheck
Celebrate the mistakes I hadn't made yet
Our generation isn't the best on safe s**
We forget the latex, becoming Planned Parenthood patients
Synthetic h**n is the new basehead
So much to escape, f** a straight edge
Walk around looking through a fake lens
Apps this good, who's got time to make friends?
I wish I didn't care
If cynical hispters with long hair
And c**aine problems, like my music
It's not my issue, I can't solve it
[Hook: Evan Roman]
My flight has finally landed down
And the ground has stopped moving all around
Eyes open, awake for the very first time
We both forfeit this game of crime
[Verse 2: Macklemore]
They say, "It's so refreshing to hear somebody on records
No guns, no d**, no s**, just truth"
The guns - that's America, the d** are what they gave to us
And s** sells itself, don't judge 'til it's you
Ah, I'm not more or less conscious
Than rappers rapping 'bout them strippers up on a pole, popping
These interviews are obnoxious
Saying that "It's poetry, you're so well spoken," stop it
I grew up during Reaganomics
When Ice T was out there on his k**ing cops sh**
Or Rodney King was getting beat on
And they let off every single officer
And Los Angeles went and lost it
Now every month there's a new Rodney on YouTube
It's just something our generation is used to
And neighbourhoods where you never see a news crew
Unless they're gentrifying, white people don't even cruise through
And my subconscious telling me stop it
This is an issue that you shouldn't get involved in
Don't even tweet "R.I.P Trayvon Martin"
Don't wanna be that white dude million-man marching
Fighting for a freedom that my people stole
Don't wanna make all my white fans uncomfortable
"But you don't even have a f**in' song for radio
Why you out here talking race, trying to save the f**ing globe?"
Don't get involved if the cause isn't mine
White privilege, white guilt, at the same damn time
So we just party like it's 1999
Celebrate the ignorance while these kids keep dying
[Hook: Evan Roman]
My flight has finally landed down
And the ground has stopped moving all around
Eyes open, awake for the very first time
We both forfeit this game of crime
[Outro: Evan Roman]
I need love
You need love
Give me love
And I'll give you my love