Think

(Chorus)

Everything is everything is anything you wanted,

And everyone is having fun with nothing that you got,

And mostly everyone is laughing at the way you move in life,

But now it's time to tell them how to be polite.

(X2)

 

(Verse 1)

Night and day is too consistent,

I need a change,

Why doesn't someone rearrange the way we move and make it strange?

I don't need a shooting range,

I need the ammunition,

Everyone is stuck with trying to give their life a definition,

But their aim has no precision,

They're brand new to philosophy,

And unlike these other rappers, I keep thinking, no one's stopping me.

There's no way that you're topping me,

I'll crop you like a photo,

Keep on pushing down your words until they look like Quasimodo,

Neck and neck, trekking through the mental waves,

All my thoughts can hit the top, but most of yours are sent to graves,

People try to save the world while everything is succumbing to dying,

But it's time to stop the running and the crying.

 

(Chorus X2)

 

(Verse 2)

Every morning is a challenge,

Every cypher wakes me up,

Every person judges me by how I'm viewing half the cup,

So I drink in all the metaphors,

Make it into poetry,

Although most are not as proud about it when it's all they know of me,

Showing me the money like I've never earned a cent,

Always throwing out the words that's never making any sense,

So absurd that every battle that I fight I have to wake up in the morning,

Try to love myself in past and present tense,

Try to love a world which I can always question on the fly,

Try to ask myself just who I am and why,

Nowadays, it's do or die, no asking 'bout our actions anymore,

All the rules to livings laying on the floor, nevermore.

 

(Chorus X2)