Worried About The World (correct)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Eligh] I be worried about the world Looking at the TV searching for something To take my mind off the muck and the mire They fuckin' the fire, piss in gasoline That mean to demean us, ream us and beam us The hatred they takin' in Hurry it out the door Usherin' on the new millennium It's on again, we killin' It's on again, we fillin' the bodies full of bullet holes It's on Did you get the bulletin or not? Captain America dug a burial plot And you gon' wind up in that muthafucka Ready or not If you standin' between his riches, get out the way If you don't understand that then get up and say What you feel In a sand trap, it's hard to move Even with freedom of speech, man it's hard to prove It's okay, it's alright, we got something that you gon' like Feeding it to you with sugar and spice Tasting so nice when it goes down the pipe Bad information so wipe off the grime Swiping your credit card, wiping your mind Clean like the money That's laundered to fund the propaganda movement To get us all hyped up and mic'd up In our own homes to strike up A conversation with a Macintosh or a PC Rather be on the Internet to prove I'm a baby If I'm pacified enough I'll never come outside again I'll never have a reason to fight a power Or if I think about it Take a breakation to give a shit about anything It's okay, it's alright, we got something that you gon' like [Hook: Mike Marshall] This mixed up world and it goes round and round Little kids, robbin' grown folks all over town Politicians steady lyin', business as usual Wonder, what do we do now? What do we do now? What do we do now? What do we do now? [Verse 2: The Grouch] This world is twisted, you missed it The whole point of life, resisted Love How you gonna shed all that blood? How they gonna bet on that? Ugh You'd rather break the bank Then focus your mind and have to think Scared of silence, afraid of the peace America, we made it a beast Give me my health back Ain't no doctor, they just sellin' crack Like them rappers do Started with beef, now I'm after you And you don't have to chew Ain't no substance It's G.M.O. and y'all lovin' it Now I'm sellin' tapes, you dubbin' it You sellin' grapes, you bubblin' Who broke the covenant? I don't see what's free about me, that's troublin' Bring Hubble in, examine All there is Is war and famine With a little bit of rape and pillage Whatever happened to "It takes a village"? Do you feel it? Can I kill it? Slang aside, that's how real it is [Verse 3: Sage Francis] Staring to the abyss Wait for it to blink When it does take your paycheck Day to day type stuff, everybody got a rough stuff Speedin' tickets up in the tape deck Place bets, gamble every blood red cent That I pinch in a 12 inch Never been a brick in the wall Built by the long arm of the law I dedicate everything that I make to the anti-war veterans Born to defend, liberty to the death and the poor to the end Stronger than men who were given an upper hand Never consider pulling up another man I'm a landmine, looking like a doormat Fucking up the format, frat boys imitating Borat Missed the joke, kiss your vote goodbye To the dive of digital hopes Oh, where was I? Oh yea, was I Preachin' to the choir, reachin' in the fire The reason I'm inspired, don't wonder where it comes from Like the knot in my stomach is undone Come to the conundrum, family untied Privilege is never given to the indigenous bloodlines Come to the conundrum, family untied Privilege is never given to the People of the Sunshine It's alright, it's okay We'll party all night Then we burn to a crisp at the break of day I say it's okay, it's alright You'll give you something that you gon' like [Hook: Mike Marshall] This mixed up world and it goes round and round I wonder, what do we do now? What do we do now? What do we do now? What do we do now?