Flashy words make the world turn but it don't turn right [x2]
So I use these real eyes to realize the real lies being spoken but not heard cause
We are more fascinated by that which are fabricated
The iconoclastic tactless tactician aims tongues spits truth
Words like wrecking balls bounce off brains cause nobody likes to hear what's going on these days
It's like, the truth hurts
And we've been lied to
A bunch of hollowed minds living on borrowed times
And nobody likes to hear that and
Nobody likes to say it either
Cause lazy angels never carry their wings and
Wingless words do nothing but keep us down
So this New York poet yells,
"There is no satisfaction in knowing that your life is one of the saddest fictions ever written"
So take your not so satisfactory life back to the sadness factory to
Be reworked and
Be rewritten and
Be reconfigured to live right
Open your brain
Let your heart go
The real you has been locked within your rib cage too long
And stop trying to hold onto then because that's why it all started
And about that same time he forgot fun
She lost hope
And now we can't find anything
And I swear to God if I could swear to God
I'd ask her, what the f** was She thinking when she gave us free will
Because we done f**ed things up
Cause kids don't play
And God don't pray cause it's
Out of Her hands now
See I've rewritten the Bible
After getting over the primal rage of finding my name disguised within a Bible's page
And people trying to dissect my destiny will find that
Words somehow make the world turn but it really doesn't turn right
And suddenly the world stops spinning cause words weren't good enough
So I tell you a blind man once told me the true meaning of love at first sight
So I closed my eyes and I recited this poem
To an audience of one and found total gratification and my undivided attention
And when I opened my eyes, I found myself standing before a mirror
Staring into the eyes of an invisible man
Until my pupils became pupils and I could teach myself to live a better life
Words
Words
From a piece of mind brings peace of mind
All I gotta do is give a piece of mine?
The words piece together the pieces in me to create peace within me
But sh** they are all pieces
Pieces to a puzzle when it's put together is me
So let me tell you something
Don't ever do anything you're not supposed to
And speak only when spoken to
And don't speak unless you mean
Cause a good man is hard to find
And a hard man is good to find
And I'm half the man I used to be
And 1/4 the person I should be or could be
Cause I sacrificed freedom for stardom
After being f**ed out of my freedom without a condom
Now how dumb was I?
Words
Break these words down to the syllables they are
Or the silly bulls they represent
And what do I represent?
Well it's hard to say when my rep resents the fact that I have to question myself
Or each time that question represents itself
I can, therefore I am and
Stick and stones may break your bones
But words will always teach you.