WIR SIND UMGEZOGEN!!!!!

Shak-K · Verfasst am: 01.07.2006, 22:23 Titel: Shak-k>> So what

nicht mein bester text, aber wird mal wieder Zeit... unbearbeitet... war mehr so ne spontane aktion... brauch ich auch mal;)

So what

Lookin for what today’s newspaper says/
Another one of my dawgs, he just passed away/
To read in a 4-lines message, they even forgot his name/
Next article bout Paris Hilton won a million dollar again/
Remember my dawgs face and start wondering why/
Why this happens to him nd if I saw him in sky/
Cut his name into my skin, drops of bleed fallin’ down/
Miss the times we shared, those good and bad times he was around/
I make this pain to my inspiration, to write a new song/
My brain foolish by this shit, guys, tell me what’s goin on/
Am I the only one who fight for justice and true love/
See, the paper’s my voodoo puppet, the pen my boxing glove/
Write down all my impressions of this horrible whatever/
Word by word tyin to find a solution to make those thangs better/
I rush at workin- on my new album to get the power/
To make people think about my words, hour for hour/
The lyrics might be my runway even if they not poetic/
They grow up every day like the muscles of a legendary athletic/
To make it come true I raced up nothing but an army of shadows/
They’re rushin n jumpin to make it fall, dawgs, let’s go/
No fear they won’t ignore us/
Might be unable to show us/
What the fuck is goin on, if u got the same attitude say so what, what?/

So what is goin on with the personal crises?/
There’s a personal exile behind people’s eyes/
What is goin on with the already passed mileage?/
Is the life we live built by nothing but lies?/
What is goin on with the children in trouble?/
Who does really dace if they home alone?/
What is goin on with all those souls lost in struggle?/
Tell me, so what, so what is goin on?

I’m a realist with passion, but thought before I said sum/
No need to feel it, when they show u nuthin but true hate, son/
I love my people out there, but 4 real, what am I livin for?/
What the fuck is life’s worth, if the paper is my exit-door?/
I got nothing but love but what I get is discrimination/
But I’m fine, looking at people realizing that I truly hate em/
U see em killing each other, hell, what’s up with their minds?/
At the end telling they very sorry, damn, they pretty good mimes/
What a mesh, they use my word’s just to keep it fresh/
One time show me true hate, next time love me like so so def/
Next time they throwin me away like I was a parasite/
Foolish by the regime, myself, I just turn to a transit/
Searched by the police, known as #1 public enemy/
They already search my boyfriend, shit, he’s nuthin but a friend of me/
I trynna put it in a colour so that I’m able to deal wit it/
Can’t have a celebration coz of the pain, no way to heal it wit it/
Even my doctor is gone, I knew him, a strong man that was alright/
Did suicide in the age of 40 coz of this terrible life/
Meant to stay, I sit down in a corner and I got to say/
Life’s a motherfuckin bitch, in spite of this it seems okay/
Every lil person have to go his lil way/
The day we die, it comes, n still nobody said/
So what

Hook

The passed year was insane, u know, I feel like New Talib Kweli/
Wrote a lot of bangers on a new level, wit kind of a new qual’ty/
Got respected for what I do, what I am or what they see in me/
Learned a lot of shit but never had just one doubt bout my capability/
The slayer’s keep on slayin’ me, haters keep on hatin me/
Watchin me, lovin me, the players just keep on playin me/
Fuck it, I save every lil thing for me and my music/
If I get the chance to fulfil it, I’m about to go head and do it

Hook til it fades

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