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7) Never Really Mattered - Silent Souljah (Beat by 3rd Eye) (lyrics)

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Channel: YoungKato · 2013 · Music

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Lyrics: Hook:

It never really mattered too much to me (It never really mattered to me)/
That they were, just too damn blind to see (3rd eye too blind to see)

Verse 1:

That shit don't matter. Negative chatter never knock me off my grind/ I can't waste no energy, with people that want their 3rd eye blind/ Livin' in these times, I have to accept that it's a lonely battle/ Cuz I refuse to become indoctrinated. And being lead like chattel/ People been programmed by the TV. And mis-educated in the college/ Niggaz really think that they get their diploma, and never again have to study for their knowledge/ that their teacher won't teach them. And plus their pastor don't seek them/ to have the forbidden truth, but instead, rather have them tithes paid on weekends/ Work that 9 to 5 (just like massa told you)/ Whole damn life, barely getting by? (So much that they owe you)/ Governments of the free world castin them shackles on your intellect/ Mama been workin for decades, and we still can't get no damn respect/ How did we let this happen? Was it the medication in the water system that did it? They desensitized us so much, that we don't even care when they admit it/ I can't front like I got the answers but I aint scared to question whats goin on/ I threw my hands up in the air, while the rest of the world just kept on rollin on/

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Verse 2:
Ain't it such a damn shame, that you don't wanna stimulate your brain/ Now I gotta get up off the wall of these haterz/ Go and do my own thang in my space tonight/ Alright...Check out the message I'm sendin you hoes/ But your 6th chakra is closed. And you can't even open that door/ Come with me, to the astrals. We can levitate to great heights beyond the skies/ All you gotta do is meditate. Close your eyes and visualize/ It'll take some practice. Come and get back at this whenever you need some peace/ Don't be hatin' on a brotha cuz I wanna help anotha get their mind right and off them streets/ Low frequencies stay makin' your soul dull, but you don't know/ And those dense thoughts keep ya more slow when it comes to makin' your soul glow/ Keep away from the fluoride. Eat right, Breathe right. You'll get it up in no time/ Get a grip on your mind. Control your ego or get left behind/ We fina head into the golden age/ Are you ready? Fool, turn the page/ It's a cycle of time and we're likely to shine with the energy to get a brotha right for the climb/ Some of us gone fall off...cuz we trust the institution a bit too much/ Can't think for yourself, but a brotha like me, you know, just don't give a fuck/

Hook

Verse 3:

I wrote this for the lost souls. All alone, don't know where to go/ Criticized by your reverend and your teachers. Even your kin folk/ If they break you down, you better build back up. Gotta give yourself the right type of trust/ And you can't be afraid to discuss, thoughts in your head. Might as well be dead/ if I can't express (can't express), everything that I got on my chest (my chest)/ We want our piece of respect. And we're not acceptin no less/ People gotta Wake Up like the School Daze. Just to get in rhythm of the moon and sun/ Fool, these ain't the last dayz. At least until my son's will is done/ Get up out my bio-field if your style filled with that hate/ Quality time, wasted in schemin' on mine. Life is just what you make it/ I'ma create shit to combat the drones. GMOs, keep em outta my zone/ You keep that rotten flesh, with carbon monoxide and hormones/ I let it be known, all of this bullshit yall be on/ Then you got the mothafuckin nerve to talk behind my back and steady wishin me to get gone? Hell naw/ What I ever did to yall besides sharin my mental/ And rippin a hole into yall beliefs, over dope azz instrumentals/

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