Blew’s Vacation In The Big Stinkin’ City

Lyrics

Look Verse 1: A long walk for a small guy Vacation's a trip that we all try To take as an escape from this obscene reality Where hope's not a technicality When I turn on the news, another casualty It ain't safe no more, we dyin' gradually And the ones who pledge to serve and protect Quick to aim at the necks of the innocent So who the ones who should be militant? The solution? Planned retribution Time to rise up, people, start a revolution Mindless pollution, the media betrays Got the masses lookin' like remedial slaves, man But I'm just reading the page of my rhyme book Reminiscing on the places that my mind took Me, tryna paint a picture to the blind with my lines Providing them with sound mind Two gumshoes, I'm choosing to walk with a stride I'm here for a reason, God keeping me alive I ain't holding it inside, gotta maintain focus And provide hope for the hopeless Chorus: Wait, why I wrote this? I'm supposed to be chillin' Find a nice spot for concealing Gotta clear my mind, unwind and find healing Eh, but I doubt it, you ever get that feeling like, man Vacation all you ever wanted But dang, it's so hard to get away From this BSC, big stinkin' city All this beautiful struggle Verse 2: Can I please get a minute of your time? Homeless man asking, 'Can you spare a dime?' I should be used to this paradigm 'cause I was in the same position couple years ago Only difference is I ain't let nobody know but a few knew What would you do, if you was young in the slums tryin' not to succumb to the darkness? I almost did, was real close I ain't gon' boast about the past but I have wielded toast in a jam A lost kid forced to be a man Experience life early, I still don't understand this state of mind But I left my highs and my lows there Places I been you would swear nobody goes there Where living by the heat brings death with cold stares Like disposed hair, brain freezes then the low glares of the city That never sleeps like a myth while we close to the cliff Listen Girls pulling down they skirts, inside feeling worthless So she try to make the sex well worth the purchase Mocking all the churches like they worshipping a hoax But what if God is real? Who gon' laugh at your jokes? Concrete jungle yet the snakes in the grass Never did believe nice guys finish last In this land of the lost, is the truth worth finding? Living in the lie so long we all blinding Not tryna see what's in front of us It's gonna take one of us to do to them what they done to us You can be the richest in your regency But can't buy common sense and decency I frequently see the prettiest people with the ugliest hearts Self-infatuation builds you up and tears you apart World in need of hope so I gotta be the one As the moon consumes, somebody gotta be the sun Shining, dropping gems, you get [?] Maybe you'll change if it leak into your brain and Never mind fame, it cost you a fortune Matter fact your soul, I don't even think it's worth it Chorus: Wait, I'm supposed to be chillin' Find a nice spot for concealing Gotta clear my mind, unwind and find healing Eh, but I doubt it, you ever get that feeling like, man Vacation all you ever wanted But dang, it's so hard to get away From that BSC, big stinkin' city All the beautiful struggle Can you feel me?