Ghana Homage - L.A. Symphony

Am I living a lie?

These people say «get what you deserve»

Somebody on the other end flipping me the bird

This will be the fourth time, maybe it’s the third

I’m looking for a job, no sign to record words

I hate doing shows, makes me feel like a nerd

These fools getting happy, got a call from?

What that mean it’s been some months I haven’t heard

Anything concrete opposite of a verb

We stay still on the?

like we don’t have the nerve

Go against common sense taking steps backwards

Away from this we fought so hard to get

Owing everybody money, who’s decision is this?

By the time we split ten dollars, don’t get fifty cents

And it don’t make sense.

We depressed and tense, and can’t fix

The action of the consequence

Enduring hard times in the L.A. Symph

My niggas stuck like a stick in ice

Frustrated like I lost the rent money playing with trick dice

You see, I once had a dream, and now there’s none

The Source made me smile, now I feel dumb

I feel old and young, inadequate and numb

My fear’s oppertunities not for some

Maybe my minds not in tune with the moon and the sun

I need a serious solution cause this here ain’t fun

The fools in the crew ain’t close no more

Niggas in the cliche ain’t as tight as they use to be

Things done changed, or maybe it’s just me

Blame it on the rain, or the music industry

The fools in the crew ain’t close no more

Niggas in my cliche ain’t as tight as we use to be

Blame it o nthe rain, or the way that it must be