Soon as you drop out of the birth canal, Ghandi or Chairman Mao Baby you got problems and stresses It increases never ceases never lets up never lessens Call it life lessons causes of depression Keep it in, push it down, keep it quiet nobody has time to listen to another bitch session Sometimes you make a resolution to find a solution That’s gone as well as stopping pollution Ending prostitution, so what’s to do son I have a suggestion keep the memories real fresh Every time you felt less every time you felt fear Every time you had your buttons pressed Make the list the reason you exist, you're pissed at the sky just a’shakin your fist Always frustrated, irritated, infatuated With the self imposed personal hell that you’ve created I’ve seen enough of your ways just countin down the days Still trapped in the maze hence I’m a cynic And you hold onto the past like a sinkin ship mast Hey we all know that life ain’t no picnic And you cling to things while you feel the hunger pangs Yo it’s not just strange it’s an epidemic But hey you’re doing just fine if you like sarcasm I’ll be standin up here puttin on a clinic Take some time not to think about what’s been But what could be What an awful mystery, the misery All the what-if’s and whens sweat on the skin It’s the opposite of zen my friend let’s begin What if you lose you job, what if you lose your house What if you find out somebody’s been banging your spouse What if you get stage four pancreatic cancer Or your kid drops out and turns exotic dancer What if you become a state prison resident What if you’re doomed to always feel irrelevant What if you never leave a legacy By now it should be plain to see That this advice is cheap, a concise and neat critique Let it keep you losin sleep ya freak I sound like I have a self-righteous infection This whole time i’ve been speaking to my own reflection

Let’s just say we dropped a deuce Now half the people don’t believe the news Don’t be surprised when chickens come home to roost Nothin left to do but to sing the blues Tribalism, cannibalism Dip your hand in the invented schism Let the darkest minds make your decisions Politics are now religion Embrace your anger, choose a side Build a wall between the great divide Let’s just say we made a mess Let’s just say we failed the test We chose our leaders from the viper’s nest All our sins will be addressed Ancient greece, ancient rome Broken statues and abandoned thrones We need to kill send out the drones Don’t try to snatch the microphone when I’m in the zone Hidden powers, golden showers The plots of the oligarchs rots and sours And the decay smells awful On the breath of the false apostles Reason ascending, nation building Predatory lending, morality bending Tiny hand’s tweets are always trending Why should we expect a happy ending Every other day it’s a shooting or a bomb blast Might as well just keep all the flags at half mast All the war mongers are invited to the black mass We always knew the last empire couldn’t last President Diem, Iran and Contra America first time for a new mantra It’s greed first, it’s greed first It’s greed first, it’s greed first With lips pursed, not needs first Choose the least worst till your chest bursts E pluribus unum, in god we trust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust It’s hard to concentrate to meditate When you hear that the visigoths are at the gates Enemies both foreign and domestic Gettin, gettin, gettin kinda hectic The green copper lady is super septic Pass me some tums I’m feelin dyspeptic Manifest destiny philosophy Military complex self-fulfilling prophesy Stretched real thin we need another proxy War for peace, morons that’s oxy Observe your mind see how backwards these thoughts be I’m weak cause I turn the cheek when you try to box me Fossil fuels big pharma If corporations are people then countries have karma

For every faith claiming it's the one true religion Forever stuck searchin for patterns and divisions There's no reason in chaos There's no reason in chaos No reason in chaos stop looking for it For every faith claiming it's the one true religion Forever stuck searchin for patterns and divisions There's no reason in chaos There's no reason in chaos Go ahead prove me wrong I'm all for it Growing up spending 2 to 3 days at the church Indoctrination starts 4 seconds after birth I don't blame my parents for finding community But I was asking questions at the first opportunity Inconsistency causes revolution to spark Sunday school dinosaurs on Noah's ark Felt story boards conviction and passion Told my parents on the way home they both started laughing They said you don't have to believe everything that they say But that's the day that faith started falling away How do you reconcile that kind of statement As a naive prepubescent laymen not even ten This was supposed to be the house of absolute truth Received while sittin in my olive green Sunday suit Guess it was my first dose of alternative facts Small story with an overarching devastating impact Been searching for all my life Feels like I’ve been wasting that whole time Fast forward to the college years Rejected everything Lots of soul searching and soul denying in between Indulged in the usual late night natty light champ Bye to the contract I signed back at Christian camp Felt so good to do the things that make you feel good Something that the lames and the squares never understood Or was I missing something with my new intransigence Knowing that there's nothing is it's own form of arrogance Religions not the problem it's the congregation It's name used in vain by a belligerent nation Praise the lord and pass the ammunition Providence twisted by naked ambition Humans love to twist the supposed word of god Assholes worldwide screaming out jihad This is just one story for those with ears to listen You can hear one like it from every belief system Been searching for all my life Feels like I’ve been wasting that whole time

What can you teach yourself when you're inside yourself trying to realize yourself Now how can you reach yourself when you're inside they say you’ll realize there is no self What can you teach yourself when you're inside yourself I think I'm gonna need a little help Sittin’ cross legged concentratin’ 21 breaths The rest of the day contemplating my lives and deaths That's a lie, bright shiny lights and an ego flex Try to break it down til there's absolutely nothin’ left Monkey mind bouncing back and forth on the skull walls Exposing each and every one of my many flaws Makes me wonder if there's really such things as cosmic laws Try to break the structure of my mind with it's haunted halls Bodhisattva Bodhisattva please come enlighten me I don't have time to sit beneath bodhi trees I just wanna know what it's like to have my mind free Obviously I can't divorce all these I’s and Me’s I hear my son still babblin on in the next room And notice that we never turned off his cartoons Upstairs neighbors banging round like the final doom Couldn't reach potential if you fed it to me with a spoon Staring at the Buddha till my eyes go blurry Following the path of the courageous Manjuri Trying to awaken real quick in a hurry Always in my head is a biased hung jury Why is it so hard to block out the activity And go for a swim in the ocean of serenity I wanna mix compassion with philosophy Like Paul the Apostle but I’m commin’ off like Master P One day I’m in the zone next day obsessed With what i’m gonna eat and the way I’m gonna dress Don't mind me I’m not exactly at my best I never will be till I learn my lessons Every once in awhile I feel completely locked in The noise the thoughts the distractions I’m blockin’ them Vibrating my cells in tune with the god within Gives me hope that someday I won't be born again

Run back to the center back to the center As we witness end of days and society splinter Run back to center cause we can make it hold We can fight the second coming Yeats can I be so bold Run back to the center the truth is inbetween The Corrosive rhetoric and the corporate schemes The truth is in the middle, middle way middle ground People come together so profound in surround sound It's in the interest of the power to keep us divided The thought that we can overcome’s what gets me excited The collective is elective more than welcome you're perspective The measures are corrective inspiration so effective As one concentrate on the count in and out The mission radiates everywhere in a whispered shout Reaching out to your enemy’s a difficult choice When we all come together that's a powerful voice The only thing that matters is right here right now If you got your headed bobbin there's no need to bow Everyone’s invited every walk of life and background Even Donald J Trump can come and listen to these speakers pound Agendas and egos leave em at the door None of that shit matters when you're stepping on this dance floor Neither does what you’ve done or what you're going to do Regrets and stresses and messes everybody has a few Past and the present left wing and right wing This is the call for us all to do some centering Right here right now is the place to be So focus on the sound and stay with me And if you can stay present that's a victory Cause this is the mission Past and the present left wing and right wing This is the call for us all to do some centering As the pendulum swings little by little We need to cut that string and let it land in the middle Let the Sanga reawaken foundation’s shakin from the sound we’re makin end of sufferings the only chance that we'll be takin

It’s a weapon that you can’t pawn And the ammo’s never gone Only used to right the wrongs Pullin it like pistols at dawn You got the right heavy goose steppin You go the left steady false repin You got the rich bank accounts they checkin You got me using this mic as a weapon If I have to lock n load if i have to spray today i pray My words will be terrific and articulate Specific prolific a diagnostic of the evils that plague us Enslave us leave us crawling round on all fours It rains it pours the proletariat ignores facts in their face the party pounding at the door They’ve got their special interests not interested in you The District of Columbia’s went and caught the swine flu Bought and sold and beholden to sponsors and donors No punches pullin i’m not trollin i’m exposing your owners Democracy made mockery by neo aristocracy I take it out the bag people come and flock to me Come talk to me i’ll tell you why i’ve gotta do it drove me to it lyrics are a scope and i need you lookin through it I’m not lookin for fame not playing a game i’m assigning blame puttin this mic to my mouth and takin aim Mr. sound man come on and check my level Check 1, 2 finally time upset the stacked deck Coming with the of message that could leave me with a snapped neck Adjust the treble as I highlight the deal with the devel Tories and Whigs turned corporate pigs I figure Pull the audio trigger let em know that the jig is up Forget the stage names still drinkin from the pimp cups Hood rich isn’t wealth that’s a fountain much bigger Call it treason or sedition I keep wishin For a world free of people looking for a pot to piss in