Ruminations

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hayatheus, YVHIKV, & Both] Tell me, how come the proceeds never broken up? How come the pussies at the top are always in a rush? How come the nosy get silenced? They push for business, not science Tell me, do the sinners still cry? Ever wipe their eyes for those who died? Or is it a permanent disguise, to make them feel small? Disarm the you-sides so they hesitate and stall? Skyscrapеrs built on fraud Y'all never had the monеy after all It's all made up, so who put you in charge? Who can take you out? I feel like a rebel with no plans Escaped to distant soil Probably died somewhere foreign, but never off the planet At least I washed my hands of blood Still caked into my pores, but my peers are forced To reckon with, bring a fuckin' reckoning Catch you wakin' up, like you found out you the one All your fake life become undone Truth you cannot run Tribal, you can't save the sun Tribal, you can't save the sun Tribal, you can't save the sun, shit Tribal, you can't save the sun yeah Tribal, you can't save the sun yeah [Verse 2: Hayatheus & YVHIKV] Yeah, and it's hopelessly insignificant But I hope it's me depicted in munificence Even just as a munitions man I may have a categorical constraint But I gave y'all some fire or some war paint Please burn down the private powers that taint this land Please ruminate on who to murder I advocate a butchering of purpose Run them out of office, cause they never inverted No redemption, no more mentions (Save the sun, save the sun) No inventions of clergy, no ways to the furnace No redemption, no more mentions (Save the sun, save the sun) No inventions of clergy, no ways to the furnace Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah [Verse 3: Hayatheus, YVHIKV & Hayatheus] Yeah, that shit for once in your life Ask me something fuckin' real How the fuck you think it feel? I be inundated still I cannot be everywhere I can tell you do not care You focus on yourself, that's weird You focus on yourself, that's weird I want wealth for survival You want a get rich, bible I don't fuck with your style You don't speak in a way to be proud of You hit a peak, but it's not a mountain You want a hill to die on You don't wanna peel the real one So you just tryna steal the meal, huh? I don't fuck with your clout chase I don't fuck with your clout chase Fuck you and your clout chase You do not have what it takes So you just do the chase Yeah, shit You just do the chase Yeah, yeah [Verse 4: Jeph Early] Uh, look who the government really do dirty I represent for the descendants of people Who built this country, fresh up off the boat To the belly of the beast It's been a journey, fuck a status quo I don't see no goal for me, personally First fight, then tryna strip my birthrights Learned this at an early age Nowadays, I got it right Got a little older Tried to understand what is life N**** couldn't stomach it Started spittin' on the mic Vaccine feelin' like a knife Wish I didn't believe the hype Got this shit, regretted it Stunted my development Man, that was the last strike My pride felt embarrassment Victim yet again to the system's fear tactics Everything about control They just want access Absent from the screams of the people We just want change The mockery of democracy A foul game PTSD Our DNA is forever stained Strange food from the tree Never know the roots Name a lot of history To teach too much mystery remains Blood and pain Yeah Blood and pain [Outro: Hayatheus, Jeph Early, & YVHIKV] How come the proceeds never broken up? Blood and pain (Save the sun, save the sun) Yeah All the pussies at the top (Save the sun, save the sun) Yeah Blood and pain Yeah, yeah How come the proceeds never broken up? All the pussies at the top