Dax - GOTHAM

I think that we're headed down the wrong road (I swear)
Fake's real and they say real's fake woke (you see this?)
False prophets on these screens everywhere we go
But what did you expect when dumb people got smartphones?
More memes, cool, make it all a big joke
Crown your fake kings and let them sit up on your fake thrones
You're young now but just wait until you grow old
When life gets real you'll remember all these words I wrote
I went roaming, walked multiple ways
For forty nights, forty sleeps, yes, multiple days (I tried)
In the desert, no food, water, searching for the answers
But you listen to these people who got nothin' to say (you wouldn't listen)
You wouldn't know real if it slapped you right in the face
Ain't for the culture, I can tell by the shit you embrace (I see it)
I'm in Gotham but my mind's in a different place
So fuck your co-signs, money, and your radio play
I be shaking when I write my music
I've been anti-violent but don't push me
'Cause I just might do it (don't push me)
They won't give you no credit 'cause they know you'll use it
And that's what happens when the master
Starts fearing the student (they learn)
In this city you're a number
They don't see you as human (they don't see)
Just a puppet they replace for their games and amusement
In a city full of angels with the biggest influence
I see demons with a platform who just fucking abuse it
In Gotham
Everybody knows everybody (everybody)
If you ain't got a blue check you ain't anybody (fuck)
Redo, repeat, sleep, double tap, see copy
Lost souls unaware they're turning into dead zombies (zombies)
Everywhere you look is plastic, all fabricated
Everything you've seen on TV was exaggerated (it's so fake)
Don't nobody see you 'til you get a million followers
And when you do they treat you
Like you're someone and you're validated
What do you do?
How much money you make?
Who do you know?
What do you drive?
Where do you stay? (Where do you stay?)
And while you're answering those questions
They'll be calculating how much of it
They can see themselves trying to come in and take
If you're fragile
Don't you even try come to this place (don't come here)
They gon' build you just to break you, then rebuild you to break
Let you reach your own limit then heroically save
And that's exactly how Gotham turns you into a slave

In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls
'Cause they can't control in Gotham
Everyone lies
It's an eye for an eye
You will lose your minds in Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose
Their souls 'cause they can't control in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham

Nobody's from here
But everybody comes here
Wanting to be famous
'Til they realize the price of fame
Brings close everything that they once feared
Consumed by the algorithm, it becomes clear
Life's a simulation all controlled by a puppeteer
Blind people leading blind people driving cars
To a destination that is unclear while they can't steer
One year, two years, three years, four
Drugs, alcohol, addiction, morgue
Fake friends, women gold-digging as a sport
Who convinces you, you should live a whole life you can't afford
Nobody sees you, you're continuously ignored
Everybody wants fame, they don't care what it's for
They don't wanna build theirs
They're just tryna take yours
This is dog eat dog in this messed up world
You think you need this place but you don't
Happiness is not a physical place you call home
Did you ever wonder why you feel like you feel?
When you take that time away from your phone
Fake shit goes viral, we know this won't
They'll say they care but will never show
Gotham isn't just a place, it's a mind state
Watered by the thoughts that manifest what you grow

In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls
'Cause they can't control in Gotham
Everyone lies
It's an eye for an eye
You will lose your minds in Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls
'Cause they can't control in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham

Don't tell 'em how you feel 'cause I promise they won't call back
Everybody's in it for money, so it's all bad
Killing off my demons, I'm rapping this in all black
I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta
Prove nothing to Gotham
They ain't done nothing for me, for me

Written by:
Alex Nour, Daniel Nwosu

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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