Something to talk about by ElijahP Lyrics
"Something to talk about"
The world needs balance,
The world needs balance.
Wake up to the news every morning of homies Wildin'.
Why don't you stay in school?
Education succeeds violence.
Why spend your life in the hood?
Get a new challenge.
Get some new talents,
The trap game gets old.
Half the ones that say they trap,
Get in the real game and just fold.
Never going for the gold,
But they settle for them metals.
Just be palming on that pistol,
Advocate for the devil.
Willing to kill to survive,
So much pain in mothers' eyes.
Lost two sons:
one to system; and one to the skies .
The devil in disguise ,
He don't care who stay alive .
He just wanna create chaos ,
He just wanna ruin lives.
Heaven or hell ?
You choose .
Whether Dead or in jail?
You lose .
Heartless or heartbroken ?
Stories rolling on the news.
I'm never amused.
My generations amusement.
Six flags fall to half-staff,
My generation is losing.
Dying off.
Kids my age aren’t coming home.
And kids my age aren't coming home.
Some wonder why I write poems.
Just So you can feel me and my standpoint,
Cause I never been good with words unless I write out what I've planned. Huh?
Wishing we could talk to God more.
Wishing the FEDERAL government would provide more;
assistance for college that's why these kids quittin' .
They lack the AMBITION,
And incentives to keep them driven.
Unemployment is high .
These kids gettin higher.
In an attempt to talk to God ;
So they all Rastafari .
Playing host to a chess game.
Satan Versus God.
But you can't wither & Waver,
Gotta pick & choose your side.
So whose side do your reside on?
I mean, who do you rely on?
This cold world, but no heat.
Can't stay wrinkle free, without an iron.
Perfection's in belief.
Belief is in faith.
Faith is discussion.
So who do you discuss today?
Give them something to talk about
The world needs balance,
The world needs balance.
Wake up to the news every morning of homies Wildin'.
Why don't you stay in school?
Education succeeds violence.
Why spend your life in the hood?
Get a new challenge.
Get some new talents,
The trap game gets old.
Half the ones that say they trap,
Get in the real game and just fold.
Never going for the gold,
But they settle for them metals.
Just be palming on that pistol,
Advocate for the devil.
Willing to kill to survive,
So much pain in mothers' eyes.
Lost two sons:
one to system; and one to the skies .
The devil in disguise ,
He don't care who stay alive .
He just wanna create chaos ,
He just wanna ruin lives.
Heaven or hell ?
You choose .
Whether Dead or in jail?
You lose .
Heartless or heartbroken ?
Stories rolling on the news.
I'm never amused.
My generations amusement.
Six flags fall to half-staff,
My generation is losing.
Dying off.
Kids my age aren’t coming home.
And kids my age aren't coming home.
Some wonder why I write poems.
Just So you can feel me and my standpoint,
Cause I never been good with words unless I write out what I've planned. Huh?
Wishing we could talk to God more.
Wishing the FEDERAL government would provide more;
assistance for college that's why these kids quittin' .
They lack the AMBITION,
And incentives to keep them driven.
Unemployment is high .
These kids gettin higher.
In an attempt to talk to God ;
So they all Rastafari .
Playing host to a chess game.
Satan Versus God.
But you can't wither & Waver,
Gotta pick & choose your side.
So whose side do your reside on?
I mean, who do you rely on?
This cold world, but no heat.
Can't stay wrinkle free, without an iron.
Perfection's in belief.
Belief is in faith.
Faith is discussion.
So who do you discuss today?
Give them something to talk about