Art Of Fact

Art Of Fact

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Rap - Hip Hop | Tha Bay Area, California, United States
Total Song Plays: 51   
Member Since: 2003
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Plays:

8

Song Description

My oppinion of materialistic American ideals.

Lyrics

Rat Race

(Chorus)
It?s like a maze on this crazy trail/
Your stuck in the circle just chasing your tail/
You can?t tell the truth from the lies/
The lows from the highs, your soul?s compromised/

(First verse)
I see conflicting views in the media/
Leading to eating disorders just like bulimia/
Cause we believe in the things we see in magazines/
How sad it seems living life with shattered dreams/
So we try to shape out bodies to fit/
Using liposuction, tummy tucks, and augmented tits/
When its these things that create bad self esteem/
Using material things to try to help us dream/
And that?s the prison that the media makes/
These evil and fake people are as deceitful as snakes/
They feed us lies for there personal gain/
And as a result, we feel discouraging pain/
I guess its do or die, fit the mold or get crucified/
Americas the number one cause of suicide/
We?ve got the highest rate of kids doing stupid crimes/
Cause they got our minds locked up like we?re doing time/
And you and I just encourage this shit/
Not on purpose but because we lack the courage to quit/
So we sit back and just follow the crowd/
Searching for identity were it will never be found/
Forever were bound, shackled, lynched, harnessed and chained/
Abusing alcohol to help us tolerate pain/
Till all that remains is an empty shell in the main stream/
Why do we all fall victim to the same thing?/

(Chorus)

(Second verse)
This is a crazy world, starving African to lazy girl/
Sitting on her ass devouring a pastry swirl/
It almost makes me hurl, the shit we take for granted/
Consuming everything we see until we make it vanish/
Sometimes I hate this planet and the human race/
We turn everything we see into polluted waist/
Not just creating pollution but were pollution its self/
Just take a look at distribution of wealth/
People in India can live for years on a hundred bucks/
While Americans get face lifts and tummy tucks/
I wonder what?s the reason for this/
Millions walk around and believe were the shit/
But if you take a look were just peaces of shit/
The people who sit and do dick while people are sick/
Depleting the bits of hope for a nation that?s great/
Christopher Columbus made the greatest mistake/
When he set sail, his wake left a nation of fake/
Consumer terrorists who done replace what we take/
But take what we want, and I?m amazed that were not/
Getting bombed more often cause of the way that we flaunt/
This terrible thing we call the American dream/
Pursuit of happiness through material things/
My lyrical rings a bell cause you know that its true/
We?ve got so little time but there?s so much to do/

(Chorus)

Song Length
3:12
Genre
Rap - Hip Hop


Lyric Credits Art Of Fact