My Generation (Prod. n u a g e s)

Vocals, Mixing and Mastering: Congruence Original Instrumental: Dreams (Prod. by n u a g e s) Lyrics: Looking at this page and it asks me what you are writin now? Lookin at my age and my patience is about to fall on out Rich kids get the bottle and push it to the full throttle now And the poor gets no education and their bottom gets lowered down And the oceans gettin deeper and its blacker in all our waters now And these girls ain't respecting themselves like its the common now And the media doesn't spit all the truth quite like I am now Yet they want that paper and spend it to get their bronze-on-now And half the people hearin in ain't hearin' my message Their bubble is blocked, signal is off, they tryna get hot, their pride's all they got But what they are not, is compassionate Well suck on these nuts, listen in I'm blowing the real, breathe it in Your lives are all in danger, hang up what has got you hung up And throw that bitch in the closet Your problems you can't deal with don't need no need to solve them Just let it go, balance out Accept your shit, tone it down Be a man, drop the chip On your shoulder, hold it down Bridge: And I find myself askin, What happened to my generation? (x2) Emotional education, it’s lackin in my generation What happened to my generation? (X2) It seems like it's less love & more hatin What happened to my generation? Verse: Man this life is so upside down It's almost like I don't even wanna come up now My hope is dwindling, and home is kindling You won't remember them, when they all but simpletons Just listen to em They can't even take the truth and immediately take it personal You try to help , ain't workin tho So what do they do? Stay trapped & locked in a vicious cycle with their bibles How did I go from being so sane to becoming so psycho? When I'm the one who’s preaching to you like Geico It's only 15 minutes, to change your limits And fakes and bitches Ache for attention When they the one who wouldn't give you a cent for their time Let me vent, hold that thought Before you come at me and break me off Break it off, bitch I'm sick of your take on life! And what I'm like, fuck you think I give a right, about your left? Give me a sec, mm no, didn't come yet And you suspect me to believe I don't care and have rough sex Like that's all I'm bout? No I'm not, so just stop Hold your judgment for the next one who can handle your psycho thoughts And you can take em for a God damn man that they are And for all my dudes feelin me, Reach to the stars, Because what you'll find is far more than someone else's love It's your own, pride and joy And your heart is kept for yours Like this this girl I know She's the one and I know it though, But she can't find the time, To sit back and realize, What is in front of her eyes, And if she just realize, That I'm not like other guys, Then it wouldn't really take so long, And you could find out who I am, You know where love is don't be scared