Soul of the Game (System of Things)

Verse 1:
In the beginning was the wordsmith
Shedding light on our hardships
Using the spoken word
Instead of just smoking herb
And selling peeps dope on curbs
Cause how does that show our worth
Our black lives matter, but matter of fact shows we're discouraged
We don't see us out the block
So the box we're cropped in is cyclical
Sticking to the the little pool of options they give to you
Criminal, digital musician, gaming that's physical
And if you get to school
Prepare to be in debt until it's R.I.P. for you
Yet, radio says, "Let's go party! I got racks!
I got drink! We got weed! I got gats if we gon' scrap!"
I know our nation likes entertainment
But when our statements are fueling changes
These problems should set ablaze them
Yea, I know I don't delve into these topics (very much)
But, homie, I ain't out of touch
(There's something wrong, wrong)
Is it necessary to write these songs? (Very much)
Even if the hood ain't my home
(There's something wrong, wrong)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you hear them?)
How much violence and inequality? (Very much)
Bad news is all I see
(There's something wrong, wrong)
Mothers raising another's all the while struggling (very much)
So their youngsters for them turn hustlers
(There's something wrong, wrong)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you hear them?)

Chorus:
Just look around you know it's (wrong, wrong)
Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong)
Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong)
But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong)
See the soul of the game
Was a focus on change
And a mode of escape
But we know it's a shame
That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think
How this music affects the listener in this system of things
Music ain't bad, but look around, you know it's (wrong, wrong)
Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong)
Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong)
But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong)
See the soul of the game
Was a focus on change
And a mode of escape
But we know it's a shame
That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think
How this music affects the listener in this system of things
I'm just saying

Break

Verse 2:
I'm just saying the world is godless
I was robbed just not long ago cause he's jobless
Does that weigh on his conscience
I claim conscious, but the music I hear seems thoughtless
Cause we're beyond stressed
Yet, that's foretold by prophets
Systematic oppression ain't the only thing that's depressing
Hated for religious connections and political indiscretions
Put the ethnic boys in corrections and athletic rapist's time lessened
Plus that killer cop needs protection cause they're killing cops with a aggression
But the internet will tell you, "Oh, Harambe! Bless his corpse!
Do this challenge! Oh, her talent's better marketing than yours!"
I know keeping up with the Kardashians is what's lit
But can Kanye really save us as our President?
I'm no politician since I don't know policies (very much)
But believing PR stunts?
(There's something wrong, wrong)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you hear Him?)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you hear Him?)
Do I slip up just like this world that is corrupt? (Very much)
But I know God, we keep in touch when
(There's something wrong, wrong)
Do I think you should be doing Bible study? (Very much)
His promises will be your crutch when
(There's something wrong, wrong)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you hear Him?)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you, can you hear Him?)
(Can you hear Him?)

Chorus:
Just look around you know it's (wrong, wrong)
Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong)
Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong)
But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong)
See the soul of the game
Was a focus on change
And a mode of escape
But we know it's a shame
That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think
How this music affects the listener in this system of things
Music ain't bad, but look around, you know it's (wrong, wrong)
Know you can't look me in the eye and say I'm (wrong)
Gotta pray for the world, cause the way of the world is (wrong, wrong)
But to wait on the world to take the weight of the world is (wrong)
See the soul of the game
Was a focus on change
And a mode of escape
But we know it's a shame
That we merely choose the latter and forgetting to think
How this music affects the listener in this system of things
I'm just saying