The Writers' Room 412 - Better In Tuned With the Finite (4AM In Ferguson) lyrics

From the top of a pyramid Stands a lyricist Spittin' that fearless sh** Hopin' it's helpin' the folks copin' And dealing with sh** May these quotes help you float Living and breathing Hope How near it is I denote I approach… Life different Approach strife different I've memorized the sky So I approach this fight different I've looked in the eyes of devil and grabbed the shovel Ready to end it all Nothing's worse than the fall See if you never really had it You a can't miss it It's having it and losing it That gets your brain twisted You go insane with it And can't sleep without it Hoping Superman'll save you from yourself and your surroundings Your thesis statements “Doubt it” Your mind is closed are clouded But I was raised in the rain So what I'm saying shant be doubted And since we being real about it And the moon and stars aligned The same people mourning Robin Williams Mock Amanda Bynes And the irony in that Is that what we seek to define As “Crazy” Is the “Maybe” that could save a person's life To dismiss it is to miss that it's problem we should deal with It's secret til it's too late And everybody feels it Some people say it's selfish But what they failing to see Is that desparates not a place a human being's supposed to be If the problems in your mind Than how on earth could we ignore The feeling you're alone and been abandoned by the world *I say that to all the boys and girls That feeling of being alone and being abandoned by the world Met this girl from New Orleans On the bloody streets of Ferguson She riots to right the wrongs of how Mike Brown was murdered there I heard her there... While yelling out with pa**ion “Rise or Die” She starts to cry I asked her why She said it's raindrops from Katrina in her eyes Burning and boiling inside Til she can't hold it back Said she tired of being required to live on her knees Because she black She said something's gotta change Cuz poverty can't remain If so, then they can watch the city burn in hellish flames If the proof is in the truth spoke out the mouth of precious babes Then this child is more a prophet than some adolescent knave This child is more a prophet than a criminal to cage This child is more a prophet than a beast for you to slay This is crazy… [Bridge] I've got somethin' to say I, I've got somethin' to say [Outro x3:] Yesterday, yesterday is gone Tomorrow, tomorrow is on the way You don't have time to waste Gotta get it right Song Written: Published by A.S.H.E.S the CHOSEN & The Writers' Room 412