We Lost Sight

1. I never learn... Concerned there's no consequence

Situation tense as I test my tolerance

Volatile verbs fall between common words

Daily drama frays nerves

Humans move in herds, seems so obsurred

I observe minute movements confused wit your speech

Heard a tinge of fear when you preach

Only seems natural

Actual parables pertain to non-factual events that are pushed as past tense

Kept thought concise when I vent but can't focus

Concrete terrain turned molten

Turmultious days fall consecutive on shoulders of men...

Got enough weight without being condemned

Chorus:

We lost sight of how to use these mics

What scripts we write..

How to choose our fights

(We lost sight)

(4x)

2. Yo, wearily I dragged bruised knuckles

Wearing Lee jeans and nameplate belt-buckles

Grip a 58 with that same strange conviction

Give a fuck who listens

Long as I'm rippin'

Verses laced wit wisdom

Born of foul conditions

Content wit fire hydrants when we're children

Never guessed at summers end half would be in prison

Past 30 years, thankful that I'm living

Lost sight of heaven when my men slept in caskets

Tap straight to pain that's how my rhymes are crafted

Love my Brown Bastards

Display survival tactics

Actions always louder than vocals amplified

Hopeful that my seeds won't be vilified

There's always iller rhymes

Living in horrid times

Habitat produce youth equipped with iller minds

Chorus:

We lost sight of how to use these mics

What scripts we write..

How to choose our fights

(We lost sight)

(6x) to end