paroles de chanson Dance - Ayla Shatz

Society, nah, politics, culture
Tropical renounced black gold money vultures
What is breaking out in every single little comma
And the rich man providing all the weapons makes a million fucking dollars
What kind of world is this where the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer
Money wise, what about richness without business
What about soul quality, humanity, charity, open minded mentalities
Yo we should all put the value on that
Skip the vanity and insanity and Christianity and
All the other religions that messing up our heads and making us obsessed

About something that isn't here and now
Open your eyes, open your eyes, wake up
Stand straight see clearly here and now
Open your eyes, open your eyes
Focus, on the present here and now
Open your eyes, open your eyes
And when you realize it is this...

All the thoughts that I have in my mind
Are reflections of me out coming now
Or I'll explode like a bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb
My perspective might not be that right for everyone
This is not what evolved for everyone
Just need to get it out like a loaded gun, gun, gun, gun

Hate, so what makes you hate so much?
I ask my self the very same question day and night
It doesn't matter if you're woman or a man or a son or a daughter or inbetween one of a kind
Prestige africano trying to screwano
White guy bring yellow thing back in
You are a world citizen, earned citizen
You're precious of every 16 years living em
Don't waste your time don't waste my time
I wanna live, I wanna love

This song is a tribute to everybody out there that can't stop thinking about a global nightmare
All the money that we put in conflict and warfare could be put in nature and welfare
And you know it, we could do it tomorrow
It's just that we put the wrong people on the power
Whose priorities are different then mine
I mean they really still think smoking pot is a bad bad crime

Open your eyes
Focus on the present here and now
Open your eyes, open your eyes
And when you realize it is this...