Stro Elliot - Carousel lyrics

[Mr. J. Medeiros] With the force of an active chief with mob boss apathy This urban city sprawl into a Bob Ross masterpiece Opportunities calls lost music industry fast asleep Our community calls for unity in these backward streets Reverse hustle words muffled by the corporate monster The verse muscle the worst of them without a corporate sponsor Why we storing bombs for future nuclear engagements Our city's armed for war and in my backyard is were their tanks sit Dominating I'm awaiting our common denominating Calm but I'm debating why these arms of ours are found of hating These limbs lethal dosage these grins leave us hopeless These rims keep us focused children eat and sleep with roaches Abnormal abdominal pain you just have to add this corn meal to your chronicle pain Illustrated for a comical gain my biological frame Used illogical for economical reign terminology is not for the plain We are being used and coming out our mommas in vain Remember that part in the Matrix where they were farming for brains And you think that's just a movie That metaphor it moved me get it before you loose speed And head into war with a loose seed Spawning a new greed the calling of a new breed Crawling from deep inside the walls in which you bleed Somebody get me off of this thing I really want to get up off of this sing I can't see it I'm lost on this thing I gotta find a way to get off of this thing Somebody get me off of this thing I really want to get up off of this sing I can't see it I'm lost on this thing I gotta find a way to get off of this thing [Stro] Lost in a transmission of a rerun, channel zero for documentories Of child heroes, a motivational evil on a podium Headspin on a sandpaper linoleum floor Similar friction making a way for a war Give your money to the rich take it away from the poor Nobody knocked before that battering ram shattered the door Lookin like "what you mad at me for?" A better question is that gun you waiving at me my protection or yours Innocent die from a probable cause character flaw On a sketch pad, the trigger happy families sad Life spinning out of remote control Watch a murderer k** washing his hands before he washes his soul And the leaders turn the truth into an awful joke Making a profit off the words that a prophet spoke Liquor drops on the floor where the baby bottle broke And inside of the mother's coat medicine without a doctors note A fire started in a strawberry field Pop culture imitated in pop warner they pop pills Outside at a bus stop nickolodeon backdrop Double dare on a sesame street, sound of a gunshot Flares for nitelites scattered bullets for lullibyes Symphony of the chaotic soundtrack of the frontlines Heavy metal elevator music to cloud nine Revoloutionary radiohead trip enjoy the ride Hook- Somebody get me off of this thing I really wanna get up off of this thing I can't see and I'm lost on this thing I gotta find a way to get off of this thing (repeat)