Subject - The Bigger Vision

We dying to live and we living to die
Another young scholar saying fuck the shot callers
Barely leaving us some water or the food to father daughters
What we're made to follow take the road of debt and sorrow
Slave till sixty five with no lane in future ties
You and I been kicked down by the system that's been given
Man this shit ain't left or right we in and out of spite
Trying to help the higher up just to make another buck
But we shit up out of luck shit up out of luck
We so fucked up I'm about to go nuts
But I ain't loopy I keep the truth close to me
Close to me I said close to me
They wanna spread mass hate only at the stake of the casket rate
Those faceless motherfuckers wanna spread guns and drugs
Then blame the people for the problems coming up what the fuck
Providing the pills that the kids pop the pits are too focused on Tik Tok
Or a wrist watch and a bitch on your cock
That would flip once you flop you should know I won't stop
Now how do you rob the mob (government) who runs the job
No matter what you try to do
The system makes a victim never placing you with wisdom
The system paints a villain while they created the killing
Filling you with their religion and indecision
Splitting us into divisions till we see the bigger vision
And they wonder why we never fucking listen
Stacking up the bodies like John Gotti it's a robbery
Everybody need to flee but observe the scenery
And don't take it for granted every seed the shit's have planted
A land where we're left stranded like a raft in a body of water
Thinking 'bout our sons and daughters
Drifting away fading to space gotta honor all of their legacies and their families
The strategy of tragedy I won't kneel for your majesty
You know you only wanna fuck us over
So I'm gonna be an owner... like poker I'm going all in
So you can call him or him tell him not to spin my shit
I don't really give a fuck bitch
I'ma make that true shit that you can feel
For the man on his heels we need a new deal
So another fucking kid doesn't go and grab the steel
That type of situation slowly muddying the nation
We just do the most complaining not helping the damned youth
We say man what can you do...
Keep taking big money to defy the truth
You taking forbidden fruit... slowly ruining our roots
That's the unruly truth
No matter what you try to do
The system makes a victim never placing you with wisdom
The system paints a villain while they created the killing
Filling you with their religion and indecision
Splitting us into divisions till we see the bigger vision
And they wonder why we never fucking listen
Written, Performed, And Co-Engineered By Subject
Instrumental Produced by V-Sine Beats
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