Asaiah Ziv - Ziv? (HXLY KXSS Remix) lyrics

[Hook] Lost inside a chosen planet When the angels panic, but the halo's shinin' With the youngin's handin' a weapon tuned and blasted Sacred geometry crafted a pot, they cooked the crack We're lost inside a chosen planet When the angels panic, but the halo's shinin' With the youngin's handin' a weapon tuned and blasted Sacred geometry crafted a pot, they cooked the crack [Verse 1] I scribble on these lines and never elevate Or in a elevator thinkin' God had made me levitate Circle circumstances in a stance like I'm free to lie And use propellers as my wings to fly, if they're free to buy Never cross my mind, I'm free to die Guess freedom's still alive I left a key in the ignition, waitin' for someone to drive On a lonely road with some friends that I think I know On a stroll Wheels could only spin if rubber covers chrome If rubber would've lasted, they probably wouldn't be alive Lookin' through the lens, and Gandhi's gla**es on my eyes Whao, pa**ion was the answer, turn my lowest to my highs Talkin' to a friend that's known to live beyond the skies Fools covered with j**els, many are payable I've never put a dollar bill in the hand of a wolf I'm colder than a top of the stove, click-click I don't take too much to notice the times, tick-tick Society depictin' the image that chopped off slave hands In Babylon, these level Jezebel for a record deal Persecuting population, mental slavin' TV station Depravity, sociability for Instagram likes Manipulation corrupt the nation Prophet's pockets, solicitation And I'm just tryna clear the speculation Free my soul [Verse 2] Government funding costs that cost us sickness in famine Depictin' a land that'll give you prescriptions and hand 'em Use the grace from what you had or what they want you to want Havin' s** with commercials and internet scenes pull a scene from your eye Marketing schemes that sell you products, which appeal you but k** you Makin' fiends from soda cans, contain what isn't meant to entertain The inhumane manipulate the human brain and leave us lost [Verse 3] Lost inside a chosen planet When the angels panic, but the halo's shinin' With the youngin's handin' a weapon tuned and blasted, pow-pow Sacred geometry crafted a pot, they cooked the crack And we're lost inside a chosen planet Where the souls in transit, and my mind withstands it Everyone has the answers so no one's askin' questions They look familiar to the Pharisees Fair to say we're pretty far away from the truth Especially that everything is distorted by a ripe fruit In it's nice suit Tryna find a light but it's night too Too dark in a lighthouse You're not aware of about what these likes do I'm hangin' from a ceiling fan wonderin' why the Earth spins Droppin' from the top of it, comparing to the world's end [Hook] [Verse 4] I'm tryna to find myself in my position, is it non-existent? I just want to share a couple words and hopefully you'll listen You created me in a binary, luminary A visionary, revolutionary, it's gettin' scary Astrology, theology, anthropology, psychology Numerology, sociology and philosophy In between the seed of being born and how I die I'm just tryin' to reach my people with the music that I write And the stories that I tell, too many stories being told Too many records being sold but there ain't nothin' for the soul [Outro] And the stories that I tell, too many stories being told Too many records being sold but there ain't nothin' for the soul