Текст песни Sense - Jamie Slacks

Sensible ain't what it used to be
Talking sense so uselessly
When every death comes usually
Did you earn your blessings truthfully?

Percents ain't made sense since the cents dried up
We tied up, wise up, mighty fight to rise up
Size up the likes of hive-minds whose time's up
The skies up and that's the limit
Some say don't fidget when it's business
But I'm too into what isn't finished
Flipping shit like your kids at Christmas
Ya'll want profit margins but I need a mission
Wide-open vision, I call up Wade like "What's the sitch, then?"
Totally fetch, but I don't fuck with Gretchen
Except in Donnie Darko, unless I slept in
The way my heart go, jet engine
Pet center, I'm still the same, dog
Forever remember where I came from
That North Cackalake tame ya'll
Started slacking, rocking joggers only
When the scenery was pretty homely
My touch was null, I was lonely
Had to stop and smell all the roses, homie
Had to taste the weight of the present instance
Thomas Paine, your title's missing
Common ain't good when the ideal tripping
Sharing the same sort of violent interest
Money and power, so really what's the difference?

What's the difference?
What's the difference?
Money, power, really what's the difference?
What's the difference?
What's the difference?
What's the difference?
Money, power, really what's the difference?