Insight of Blurred Insight

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"GOOD OR BAD" - Tella Vizion aka Arcane

Why-
is the greatest unknown question.
Why does shit happen? Why is life just filled with tension?
Why is there a great depression?
Why is everything so dim when its pertaining to this dimension?
Why are people in pain?
Why does are government use the media to cover all the shame?
Why do we need someone to blame?
Us human's are chess pieces because life is a game.

100% of our music is so plain.
And these artist wonder why we're still buried knee deep in shame.
We speak the same- but we talk of different things.
I talk about space travel - you talking about your chains.
I talk about smoking weed -you talk about flipping cane.
Talk about what you want but what you want is just the same-
its all, Money power control, towers of gold, riches beyond your wildest dreams but you losing all of your soul. Thats the toll you pay the piper you owe, or any other- from the life that you stole. its all the same I told you all facts simple and plain ( understand the truth ) that life is one big game "why"

(hook)
I still haven't figured it out.
Im having trouble trying to figure my route.
which one is it? good or bad?
Money or love, which one should I choose?
Sometimes I wish god never gave the right to choose. Good or bad.

What is the meaning of your being.
If you look inside the rhyme you find your mind I am freeing.
What are the facts that your believing.
Do you believe columbus founded this land based on freedom.
Those are the thoughts that are deceiving.
And if you look inside you will see the natives that are grieving.
the naked truth is so unpleasing.
Sometimes I gotta take you back because the truth is unbelieving.
This world is filled with oh so many walls.
probably just because nobody ever really had the balls.
to state the facts like pollution Niagara falls
had faced in love canal from pollution of streams and ponds.
nuclear war disgraces the the very laws,
of nature -we living fraud
while settlers they come abroad,
to work- then we crying about our jobs.
We should start a revolution against all the rich and strong.


My alignment is in confinement by the tyrants, they rent space in my head because they taught me all my violence. Television is the way I learned most.
That's probably where everybody learns the knowledge they boast.
so sadly but we should not really look at it badly.
If Daddy and Mommy would've actually been so handy as-
Not to work, what are you kid a jerk?
I cant even afford to get a car that will work.
Plus insurance is high like rush limbaugh's nurse.
God Damn, I knew that would've been your curse.
You got us all in your pocket cause we've been yours first.
I've seen the visions deep inside of windowed church.

(hook)
I still haven't figured it out.
Im having trouble trying to figure my route.
which one is it? good or bad?
Money or love, which one should I choose?
Sometimes I wish god never gave the right to choose.
Good or bad.

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Arcane aka Tella Vizion = M.C. Insight= singing Scott= Keys

Amazing re-creation and interpretation of the classic Blind Faith song done 25 years later with socially concious commentary that hits you in the heart whether your 15 or 55.

(Intro)
I can't find it, oh I gotta find it...
Gotta move on....to another plane in time
Another frame of mind...

(Hook- Insight)
Come down off your thrown, and leave your body 'lone
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting for so long
Somebody holds the key

Ohh, and I...
Can't Find my Way Home

(Verse- Arcane)
It makes me mad - that a part of the industry is bad
caught in the fad of fabulous gangsta rag-tag
Money is power - and as we all know...
As we shun our concern - poverty gon' grow
Now, money bein green - and green is the crop
and everybody needs it, to- rise to the top
The crops are the feed, forget about the weed
But for the love of money one forgets about the trees.
Now how's a person breath...without the ozone?
I phone-home to the heart of America's own zone,
so we could pass the message- to our homegrown, children
still worth about a billion
Buildings and public houses that could do without the villains
Now that's a lot of people...
Maybe one day (one day)
We'll realize - we were all created equal

(Hook- Insight)
Come down off your thrown, and leave your body low (or alone)
Somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting for so long
Somebody holds the key

(Verse- Arcane)
You must be lyin, if you say you're numb to fear and pain
Then explain to me how our planet could have a fear of change.
Here's the same as how we'll ever be - so I will peer the range
Of what was once my home in New York, and I can feel the rage
The boys in blue are really those posed, captured up in a cage-
The ones in a cage - sentenced to die of old age-
Should be sentenced to right the wrongs, instead of taken in chains
20 years later down the road - there'll be time for forgiveness.
It was the rehabilitation theory that was thrown into the distance-
for an instant, of greed hatred and vengeance...
and Then you'll see the victim looking to the lord in penance...
and Then you'll see the victim looking to the lord in penance.
I imagined a log-cabin with tattered walls of pain,
Balls of flame, shot in the sky - aren't we all the same?
All the shame buildin inside for what it's all about...
It's all about love, yo-
- and that's why I'm callin out.

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A perfect example of Arcance's extreme charisma. Once again he brings the funk like only he could on this Middle-Eastern inspired double-time banger produced by Insight. If you've ever seen it live you've sang along.

(intro)
we got the Chris G.....Big Insight in the house for the soul grind...

(hook x2)
It's the Soul Grind, Soul Grind
Gotcha feelin so fine,
whole time, you can't get me outta yo' mind

It's the B-L-U- double R -E-D
I-N-S- I-G-H-T
I don't know why they hate me,
I think this game is shaky
and it makes my head grow achy,
Just how these federals break my balls,
trace my calls, make my walls just a little bit tighter (uh)...
(why, why, why, why)

Why can't I live in peace and harmony - I just need sleep, man
I sit inside my bed at night and toss and turn and weep, man.

Yo, I'm bout it, bout it - Fuck the microphone, I'm loud witout it
My thoughts ain't crowded, when I start to cyph' you crowd around it.
Love my people - and my people love me back, don't try to doubt it
You'll been down witout it -it is meant for flow i start to shout it-
Loud, it's mine- with every stinkin rhyme, I told you I'm the pinnacle
Just because I'm hatin on the wackest crap don't mean I'm cynical.
Habitual, form right in this life by selective nature.
This is the type of rhyme that'll make us change the legislature.
I'm just havin fun, I'm not really judging anyone
Watch the tears roll back into me, like the bullets from this gun
Supply courage, supply fear - supply judgment for the year
Supply a whole lot of B.S. and keep it comin from the rear
Don't -need a damn thing to help fo' my material
Coke, E and alcohol don't have to make me lyrical
I'm just rythmatic, charismatic, I've been at it again
I bring havoc, I bring magic, don't bring static my friend
Meditate on this, along this, people bringin the wrong twist
If the world was a toilet then I'm takin a long shit
it's approximate length - represents my time in this life
I'm not against anybody, I'm just tryin to write

(hook x5)
It's the Soul Grind, Soul Grind
Gotcha feelin so fine,
whole time, you can't get me outta yo' mind

It's the B-L-U- double R -E-D
I-N-S- I-G-H-T
I don't know why they hate me,
I think this game is shaky...

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What will happen next if we keep killing our baby jesus?
he come to us in forms, but no one ever believes, thus we kill -
more for fear cause fear is the god that leads us.
The obvious is what we need to fix for those that need us.
The poor, the poor, the poor might rise against you
All us fatherless children get pissed for what we went through.
We talk the game as if we never hold a grudge.
But yet we bomb anybody who wants to- fuck with us.
Not the people in charge but the women and children feeling the pain,
of their husbands inflicted right on there ceiling -When we bomb
We never think of all those smiling faces
Never think about their good times and all of their special places
That are gone- When we bomb- Used up as battle grounds
But wheres the battle now or soon to be cattle ground
when its battered down like Indian folks in a shattered town
there's a war within the people when all of us gather round and
Bomb, we

(hook)
bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb

I try so hard to be content, problems are overwhelming
everybody's delving- in evil helpings, ideals a smelting pot
whelping from the agonizing pain of futility
we bomb any who oppose and those who show ability will be taken
You won't be that forsaken but enslavement is a mental game now
Go make that paycheck
All aboard, prisoners to the slave ship
our newest future and our privacy will all be taken
we're all wooden figurines of the colosseum.
Our entire life is staged with comedy for our GM
your fighting the war - and there achieving
and they get to go home at night driving their new BMs
don't get me wrong- I believe in solidarity
I know a billion ghettos and they need more then charity,
they need love - not a push or a shove
clouds darken and suddenly from above comes another big
bomb

chorus:
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
Bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb bomb

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