New World

I got to find a new world
Where the people get along, you and me
I got to find a new world
Where the people get along

Now I don't wanna be political, biblical, ridiculed, or rude
I just rap, make a living on killing, really not feeling that
You hear the irony, put down the I-N-G
It's just a necessary energy, feeling me?
How you lose fuel by not acting rude
And I'm breaking bread without breaking rules
I make it less complex, speak right from the heart
With sixteen bars I will fight for my cause, because
I wish the sun always shined
And that guns wasn't product that you put in the aisles
That the news reporter would say "this just in"
Peace calls made, all wars just end
And soldiers are back from Iraq, they ain't going back
No more crap, they finally said 'nough of that'
I'm just looking for a place where I can turn
A frown upside down and smile for a while
Guess I got to find

I got to find a new world
Where the people get along, you and me
I got to find a new world
Where the people get along

So what if with this first verse burst
Universe's curse of peace-finding peace on earth?
And what if with a single chorus
Evil forces all disappear like Brazilian fallers?
Now what if all this universal hurt turned musical work?
I promise there would never be no trace of trouble
Just bass and treble replace pain with gain
A better day tomorrow without sorrow
If it was that easy
Still can't grasp that we really lost our meaning
And I feel the pain coming back
Every time that I listen to that track on Iraq
But what if the world lived in peace?
Would Pac and Biggie still walk on these streets?
Johnny J make beats, JFK rest in peace
World trade not lay at the end of the day
Anyway, I got to find

I got to find a new world
Where the people get along, you and me
I got to find a new world
Where the people get along

Imagine a world living in harmony, no harm would be alarming
These senses and pencils were used in fights, no blood spill
Poverty would probably be gone like Chappelle
I guess that's not happening
Another shut door, yet another closed window
Injustice, just unjust shit
Unclutch, clutch fist, must adjust quick
Or just be stuck in tough shit, roughness
Thus must thrust through tough shifts
While big boss gets bonus, don't throw bones, 'cause
On their throne, they're alone, on their own
Thinking 'bout their own drive
Some want a piece or a peaceful time
While cops want the wrist, boxers want the fist
Lawyers want the twist, I just want this
I guess I

I got to find a new world
Where the people get along, you and me
I got to find a new world
Where the people get along