Omen Colorful Noose
[Hook:]
Right or wrong, that wasn't all of me
Right or wrong, that wasn't all of me
Right or wrong, that wasn't all of me
Right or wrong
[Verse 1:]
Feeling like I'm
Stuck in a prison
Wonderful wisdom
I gained through the wanders of living
Regardless I'm given
The hardest decisions
Pardon my penning
I'm caught in a system
Where the logic is missing
It's documents hidden
Knowing that they oughta petition
Lord they don't listen
They caught up in the corporate "isms"
Fraudulent pimping
Awful conditions
Wear ya suit, 9 to 5 is slavery
These colorful nooses is just a part of tradition
Working hard for a living
Put in a starving position
The largest of pensions
Could never throw me off of my mission
Corporate offices
Had my creative forest dormant from growing
Harvesting, eyes crossed, lost in my vision
Now I've fought and I've risen
Up outta darkness, I'm driven
Made me feel like a martian
That's part of awkward religion
I ain't have to be part of walking in marches or sit-ins
To know that I wanted more to offer my partners and children
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
But what's even mo' crazy
Is how I got here my head's racy
College graduate but I'm living in ma's basement
Study 5 years on a campus where they was racist
The only black boy in the class, yes I done faced that
Chi city education had me feeling placed back
Them white kids learned all of this, way way back
Test, they ace that, it's just the plain facts
Them lessons straight wack.my stress just came back
Confusion coming cause I don't fit in this predicament
Or maybe it was just my particular curriculum
Or maybe the major I chose, ain't where I'm fated to go
Feeling like debating with Satan, and he breakin my soul
Taking it's toll, making my goal, not to get 3.0, but just
Some kinda way to make it through...
Now I've fought and I've risen
Up outta darkness, I'm driven
Feel like a martian
That's part some kinda awkward religion
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
The lights dimming, cause of vices I had
Inside my life's prism, no longer colorful
Black and white tinted
Jealous, envy had my eyes seeing in night vision
I ain't let this light blemish turn to a life emblem
Advice given from family support and wife pending
Put a fight in him, now I'm feeling my plight drifting
Now that I've fought and I've risen
Up outta darkness, I'm driven
Feel like a martian
That's part some kinda awkward religion
[Bridge:]
I know I need a job mayne
Coming home tired as hell with migraines
This 9 to 5 ain't for me
All of this corporate talk just bore me
But, I know I need a job mayne
Coming home tired as hell with migraines
This 9 to 5 ain't for me
All of this corporate talk just bore me