TAO Pt 3

Lyrics

[Intro: Shad] Uh TAO Yeah, uh [Verse 1: Shad] Thanks for listening to these cyanide diatribes In this strange zoo where the snakes become lionized Then we can't identify the pride when it's giant-sized, bright orange and not even tryna hide Trying times, tyrants flying by Tech is one big private eye I just want some heat, why's my thermostat tryna spy? Legalized weed but the water's more privatized Damn, they leaving us litеrally, high and dry I'm a quiet guy but the pattern is clеar From today's data extraction back to them dragging us here First man was extracted from the land To clear the way for extracting from the planet and now extraction's just expanded Since they dug up most of the gold and the granite Now they digging in our souls and their goal, is extracting our humanity All while distracting from the plan Using literal codes the people can't and aren't allowed to understand Just a handful of companies tracking our every movement We becoming less, human and they call it an improvement But this ain't nothing new It's the just same despotic sick logic that saw all Black bodies as just objects Now, it's magnified 'cause we artists all pacified We supposed to lead, supposed to be the masterminds The catalysts, the capitalists, have us tied Now we satirize the same things we advertise Yes it's as depressing as it sounds Even counting all the blessings doesn't lessen the amount It's a lot, so I'm down for people stretching the accounts To get counseling sessions or yoga stretches to the ground Or taking treks into the mountains quick, exits from a town full of stresses If it gets us to the lessons of the Tao Check it out, like Catholics and Baptists that truly practice love For all those still on the road, to Damascus Free, meals and masses Life, at long last said love's only in blood and it can't be kept, in caskets Look, we really need to believe and keep, gathering to keep battling and keep on the path, we travelling It's hard, home used to be where the heart is Now it's just another market and everything is a bargain And everyone is a target Every month the apartment rentals jump, in charges Food, I always had but I never once, could harvest So, I'm still starved, in part from eating garbage Fake carbs in cartons Ay, more people just need a job Few people can keep the laws More people perceive a problem Few people can see the cause Few people with real family, more people just tweeting "Squad" More people leaving their bodies, their deepest peace has been robbed They seek relief in the products and keep receipts 'Cause when we need to eat, that's when people cheat Greed, deceit and, other evils seen and treated as legal means No, guillotines, that's the elitists' dream No revolution, just so accustomed to corruption that we shrug it off Unsurprised anytime that we uncover fraud And it's subtle how it ramps up From the shadows to a travel ban like, all of Pakistan plus Anybody named Khalid's in the Taliban, what? You can almost laugh 'til a Alexandre Bissonnette, in Quebec City Gets a Kalashnikov and, walks in a mosque [Verse 2: Shad] Now fear is the climate, the mood's violent Truth's silent, since they made the news biased By saying stations should be free, to spew lies and Not have to broadcast peer-reviewed science And free to sell anything long, as you'll buy it We give less, youth guidance and make more schools private Here, in the land where the richest dwell Sickest wealth, heaven, but we sick as hell Sickest health, emotional sickle cell's now the new normal So as far as who, is and who isn't well Well everyone's too sick to tell Let's lift the veil, break the witch's spell Spell it out, on a different wheel of fortune, I'm saying it's just a "L" Don't be afraid to take a risk and fail Or else sit in jails, too many minds in prison cells Bell hooks on my bookcase Kristen Bell, I'm in a good place With what's written amidst the shelves Inspired speech I'm just tryna apply the teachings I've acquired reading tales of liars, cheats, and admired leaders The irony is being down in the mire, deep Might, actually help us reach the higher peaks Even while it all sounds entirely tire screech, dire, bleak as a secret diary by The Wire's police or fire chief I'm, still believing more than ever in forever In together, in a better world V for Vendetta girl In that cell with the letter, I remember the rush Of seeing We as a body and remembering us From parts dismembered to peace when we re-enter in touch When we remember, reassemble, recentre in trust That's what's up Low fashion, Canadian style But I was blessed with this radiant smile So come and stay for a while Pray for the child with the soul in his sound To stay devout until that hole in the ground I'm no more holy than thou Want us to be whole and holding it down No controlling the future but we could take hold of the now If we don't, throw in towel or simply go with the crowd Decide, before we bow close the show and be out TAO [Outro] From parts to dismembered to peace Remember this Body Parts to dismembered to peace Remember Remember Reassemble As a body Re-enter in touch