Born Sinner

[Verse: Bless]
Ruthless as ever
No remorse for the better
My forgotten soul is set up, not to forgive or let up
Remember back in ’06 when I kept writing letters to Death
Visionz of Home
Eyes lower than folks that got high in our apartment complex
While the complexity of my stressed mind set lines just to try bring that whole set down
I sat down to try to think, what’s next on my agenda?
Plenty liars and fakes in this world, do I offend them?
If not, then I need to try harder
Forget it, why bother?
I cater to no one and I’ll admit it man, I’m lost in a world full of freedom
They’re not seeing my vision
Y’all are blindfolded, politics leaving your minds twisted
Slow dance with the devil, rip the horns from his head
And place the horns on your baby
We’re born sinners who pray to a God allowing these clowns to wreak havoc and beat kids
Love is evil; it’s obvious we hear, see, and speak it
These are forgotten dreams
No one here is who they seem to be
Inspired by the violence and the fanciest of sceneries
The brand new Jordan’s, snapbacks and the music
Not Cole or Kendrick Lamar but the music you snap to
No sympathy; that’s useless
They blame it on rap music
But screamo and horror movies cause teens to react too
Food for thought
This is the Purge; it's rated R
Make sure to get your friends involved
Release that anger, you’re in charge of every life except for yours
What a life; we live and die
It’s only right no one survives
Your cool young history resides in all the pain you keep inside
You better pray
Attempt to hope for better days to come
Life’s a privilege; think before you try to start creating one
To those who want it all; money, fame, cars
The American Dream is a fraud, all you’ll find is Dusty Rhodes
But if you end up getting lucky, the dust you’ll receive is gold
But don’t trip; they’ll rob you blind
The only thing they’ll grow is old
Cool
Maybe it matters; "maybe I’m realizing that I don’t have it in me to be popular"
This world is just a joke
You can drink and you can smoke to think you’ll live through the night
Some dads left when y’all were young
What made him think that he was right?
Some strive to be great, other never get the chance
They’re influenced by the Cool and when you find them, it’s too late
We all lose
Going by what Lupe used to call “Cool”
The “Game” is taking over
And the “Streets” have taken y’all dudes
And turned you into rebels
Let’s rebel against the government
We don’t deserve life, but somehow we deserve better
In shape of all the glamour; red carpet with the stars
Evermore; go to war without a conscience; we destroy
Oh god, I know you see Marina praying for some peace
They’re only leaving us with burger flipping jobs
When we know we can do much more
If our country wasn’t selfish we would never go to war
Where were you when those kids at Sandy Hook got torn apart?
And where are you while the government continues brainwashing our youth?
It’s a shame because we try with no success
I walk around and see some people missing souls; more or less

[Outro]
These are forgotten dreams of those who tried
In this life, we have to live as we die; finished
We don’t have a choice we have to try swimming in a pool full of blood; here we lie in it x2