The Independent Sound - 2007 (Live but Recorded)

Stores are closing. We are folding
I don't know where we are going... Going
Back to inequality
Few are gaining as we grieve
Where are we going?
We must all unite as one
Or things will never change get done. Sum
No man is an island, see
We need we to keep the peace
Where are we going?
Cannot find God if I can't find myself
I can't control the money if I don't have wealth
I am not a rapper but I've got money bars
I'm a walking contradiction so I can't run far
I'm a problem to myself like most of the world
I try to be perfect but I hurt every girl
Napoleon complex, we've got one of those
It is in construction while we work on our show
Show me the money
Money is the root so the artist becomes the crash test dummy
Not funny. No food on my plate
I'm hungry, need to eat
Move your feet. I live check to check
The economy crashed now you know the rest
Where are we going?
Oh yeah, Oh yeah yeah

Written by:
STEVE DOUGLAS

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