From Oddisee's "And yet Still" EP.
Released on Outer Note Label
Available on all platforms
Lyrics:
I said wasn’t gonna check on the news today/
A fan of Marvin but I think I’ll make blues today/
The world is out of rhythm another cataclysm/
These schisms got me shrouded deep in doubt more than usually/
I feel defeated in my victories keep my family from misery/
But visibly bombarded by bombings physically sickens me/
Helpless as fathers a psychological trauma/
That I wouldn’t wish upon all my enemies/
No honor is in these thieves made martyrdom industry/
No karma could ever equal the sum of a sentencing/
What’s left is this energy that converts into entropy/
Or worse it’s a vengeance with no intention on ending things/
Forever is a mighty long time to ever do anything/
Imagine if you only ever dreamed of remembering/
A sadness we all try to numb with the simple things/
We share and reshare empathy becomes sympathy but yeah/
I say the world’s on fire and your body is the wood/
Ain’t burnt yet, keep surviving your hood/
Blind eye threats wouldn’t hide it if I could/
Lines ain’t left better mind where you stood/
Wars going on inside where it’s safe/
Love under siege and them thugs near the gate/
Civilized killers in disguise as the good/
But you can’t fool all the people all the time/
Younger generations are idealist/
Older generations provide ceilings/
Knowing that that way of life is threatened
They’re set on the lie feeling/
The changing tide, knowing that the truth has arrived fearing their time nearing/
Behind dealings in public eye and wonder why/
It’s not made to hide like their other crimes/
Age of information ain’t the place you could summarize/
And tell it how you want, without a word from the other side/
Cereal imperials a pattern of victimhood/
Shooting ain’t euphoric, if you shot it don’t feel as good/
Homicidal generals a pawn in a chess game/
mongers invest in the same harm they’re protesting/
Your honor I’m guessing it won’t let up till net gains/
They’ll have Hand in death and just except that it left stains/
What is there to get from being humble except pain/
No matter the life, to be alive is the blessing, sing/
I say the world’s on fire and your body is the wood/
Ain’t burnt yet, keep surviving your hood/
Blind eye threats wouldn’t hide it if I could/
Lines ain’t left better mind where you stood/
Wars going on inside where it’s safe/
Love under siege and them thugs near the gate/
Civilized killers in disguise as the good/
But you can’t fool all the people all the time/