Ain’t no sense to bitch about it
Cause you all know what’s gone wrong.
Late at night, when you’re in your bed,
The Bad Don’t Seem So Wrong.
Tryin’ to justify the violence, reconcile in silence.
Dress it up in fancy clothes. Wash it down with diamonds.
Drown it out with music. Act like they don’t apply to you,
Look how wobbly the rules is. You probly could improve if/
You was in charge, maybe runnin’ thangs
(If) You was involved things would be different.
Maybe you could make a difference
Or probly not and things would stay the same
And you go to sleep at night
Knowin things will never change
Wake up in the mornin and you feelin kinda strange.
Don’t remember last night, so you back at it again.
Turn back up your music. Put back on your chains.
Fasten on your watch and slide on all your rings.
Put back on your glasses that block out all the pain.
Hit yo niggas on the phone, and tell em that it’s on.
Tell em that it’s on.
its kind of hard to listen to anyone else after you’ve become accustomed to Lupe MF’n Fiasco. *MF is for muthafuckin… in case you didnt know*
I’m not saying I’m going to rule the world or I’m going change the world, but I guarantee that I will spark the brain that will change the world. That’s our job, to spark somebody else watching us. We might not be the ones, but let’s not be selfish and because we’re not going to change the world let’s not talk about how we should change it. I don’t know how to change it, but I know if I keep talking about how dirty it is out here, somebody’s gon’ clean it up.
Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.
students storm the Tuscon board meeting which would determine the fate of the Ethnic Studies program. Every Revolution starts with a small group of united, dedicated people.
medical apartheid. i’d suggest you read it. change can only be done when you KNOW what you are changing.